liddohsav: revolutionaryriots: “The music is played with the heart and is felt with the soul” This is a picture of a brazilian kid who was part of the “cultural group of reggae”, playing his instrument in the funeral of his mentor who saved him from an environment of poverty and crime. He was rescued from the street. can’t not reblog.
transparadise: “I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.” - Frida Kahlo
hhhhhhhhhhhelen: ugh kate moss’ galliano wedding dress I don’t think I will ever be able to get over it i want to get married in that
crystvllized: vintage photography ☯✝
I am not like
other people.
I am
burning in hell. The hell of
myself.
- Charles Bukowski  (via narcoticismo)

(Fonte: notthatjesus, via narcoticismo)

I am not like
other people.
I am
burning in hell. The hell of
myself.
- Charles Bukowski  (via narcoticismo)

(Fonte: notthatjesus, via narcoticismo)

juliamai: Today I’m painting with gold!
Amanhã mesmo demito o roteirista da minha vida, não é assim que se faz comédia romântica, seu imbecil.
- Gabito Nunes.    (via v0ceeumapartedemim)

(Fonte: enflorescer, via am-ne-sia)

Você é aquilo que ninguém vê. Uma coleção de histórias, estórias, memórias, dores, delicias, pecados, bondades, tragédias, sucessos, sentimentos e pensamentos. Se definir é se limitar. Você é um eterno parênteses em aberto, enquanto sua eternidade durar.
- Machado de Assis. 
 (via catedrais)

(Fonte: machadices, via am-ne-sia)