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oldbookillustrations:

Till Friday.

From  The Cornhill magazine vol. 39, London, 1879.

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oldbookillustrations:

Till Friday.

From The Cornhill magazine vol. 39, London, 1879.

(Source: archive.org)

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lonelyheartsdeathmetal:

musterni-illustrates:

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a new zine called shitty horoscopes that i’ll be premiering this year at the Toronto Queer Zine Fair, among other things! hopefully i’ll make volumes available for online purchase soon. credit where credit is due: this was inspired by the huge number of made-up horoscopes floating around tumblr lately, and angry-poems.

yup, the Libra one is pretty accurate

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ottermatopoeia:

mattniskanenseyebrows:

OCTOBER IS NEXT WEEK

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OCTOBER IS THIS WEEK
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magictransistor:

Paul Roden and Valerie Lueth (Woodcut), Tugboat Printshop, London, 2010.

magictransistor:

Paul Roden and Valerie Lueth (Woodcut), Tugboat Printshop, London, 2010.

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coolator:

LEVANTARSE 

coolator:

LEVANTARSE 

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arkhamboundz:

Does anyone else remember playing music in Real One Player and just sitting there and watching this for like two hours

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thebookworm:

evilsupplyco:

Be the villain you were born to be. Stop waiting for someone to come along and corrupt you. Succumb to the darkness yourself.

This is surprisingly motivating.

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isaia:

quadhonks:

I know my crappy pics don’t fully illustrate my point
I’m just sick of going to movies or reading comics and out of the infinite possibilities out there for aliens, male aliens are the only ones who ever have any sort of variety

breathtaking and timeless

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Hemingway

literarystarbucks:

Hemingway goes up to the counter and orders one espresso. It’s hot. He drinks it in silence. It makes him remember his father’s cabin. He thinks about the woman he loved once. He does not smile. The coffee reminds him of war - short but painful, swallowed down quickly. One could order worse drinks. He leaves Starbucks and walks out into the rain.

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