what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Artist David Thomas Smith stitched together thousands of Google Earth photos to create these Persian rug inspired photos.
girlll you fucking with my emotions
the fuck is all this noise about
i even considered picking up smoking
you turned to a bitch who let the dogs out
but in my dog house, my bitch is the raddest
crazy who makes me the happiest can make the saddest
look alice lets get lost in your wonder-er-land fuck an atlas
you’re perfectly perfect for me
what the fuck is this practice?