softerworld:

A Softer World: 1092
(because i ate blue of them.)
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softerworld:

A Softer World: 1092

(because i ate blue of them.)

buy this print

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modernfencing:

[ID: a series of photos at a fencing club.]

alexkwolfe:

I’m doing some branding/web design work for the Sebastiani Fencing Academy and I got to sit in on some of the lessons today to take photographs for the site.

Here are some of my favorites!

Reblogged from fencing, man. fencing.

It’s amazing

How good taking a couple of post-it notes off the wall can make you feel.

WWCWD

What Would Christoph Waltz Do?

Be awesome and then just go with it.

There are those that do not believe that a single soul born in heaven can split into twin spirits and shoot like falling stars to earth where over oceans and continents their magnetic forces will finally unite them back into one. But, how else to explain love at first sight?

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So does that mean that the percentage of people who approve of gay marriage is approximately equal to the percentage of people who like (or have at least tried) sushi?

So does that mean that the percentage of people who approve of gay marriage is approximately equal to the percentage of people who like (or have at least tried) sushi?

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Reblogged from Ravens From Westeros
campaignsick:

heckyeahpresidents:

OK everybody, which one is a campaign-approved pin and which isn’t?

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Had to reblog 

campaignsick:

heckyeahpresidents:

OK everybody, which one is a campaign-approved pin and which isn’t?

_____________________________________________

Had to reblog 

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I am a creepy Twitterer/Tweeter/bird.

"i leave with some drunk philosopy: actions speak louder than words just do what u feel it isnt hard #night"

Gotta love drunk late night Twitter.

The Cold Mid-morning

This is the point
in the cold mid-morning
surrounded by wind
blowing through the trees
and past the icy windows
when I would curl up with you.

This is the point
in the cold mid-morning
when the tea grows overcast
just as the clouds are banished from the sky
when you would ask me nothings
that seemed very much like somethings.

This is the point
in the cold mid-morning
when the shower takes me
cleansing the dirt from scraped knees
and busted lips left
by last night’s remembering
the time you hurt
and smiled on the inside.

This is the point
in the cold mid-morning
sinking into the couch
the springs of which I assured you were fine
(I lied)
when I begin again

arrestedwesteros:

Tobias Fünke: What are you doing up here? George Sr.: I’m having a fucking tea party, what does it look like I’m doing?
Motherboy XXX - 2x13

This is the best blog I’ve found …. probably since the election.  And that’s saying something.

arrestedwesteros:

Tobias Fünke: What are you doing up here?
George Sr.: I’m having a fucking tea party, what does it look like I’m doing?

Motherboy XXX - 2x13

This is the best blog I’ve found …. probably since the election.  And that’s saying something.

Reblogged from Arrested Westeros

Poem for Bell Rock

Moth flybys of the bathroom door
let you know that someone’s still out there
in the periphery of your vision
and that the porch light
that they never remember to turn off
casting its incandescent antishadow
on the splintering floor
that only wants to sleep
waking to wail for your wretched weight
making its way slowly
back to bed
under sorrowful sheets, perhaps to sleep
is on for a reason.

yodamanu:

Fidji, Strasbourg, December 2012.

yodamanu:

Fidji, Strasbourg, December 2012.

Reblogged from MP Photography