February 2011
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Shut Eye
… sleep… That’s all I need But my eyes disappoint me, they won’t shut down. I promised to rest and always end up failing I am tired; struggling to doze off. As I dream awake I see your face Floating in fancy trance dancing in space. Will you help me? Sing me to sleep; Swing me along the melody of your lullaby. ~melancholik (Melanie Oncog)
Feb 24th
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tente-me asked: Do you like rock?
Feb 24th
Photojojo!: 10 Lessons for Young Designers (and... →
photojojo: Take note on these lessons from Wieden+Kennedy’s Executive Creative Director, John C Jay: via SwissMiss Be authentic. The most powerful asset you have is your individuality, what makes you unique. It’s time to stop listening to others on what you should do. Work harder than anyone else and…
Feb 24th
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Check out my photos at Flickr →
Feb 23rd
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ListenAn original composition by Disarmed
Feb 23rd
“A happy child is just an unhappy child whose having fun.”~ Morticia”
Feb 23rd
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A Dream-like Reality
* inspired by Haruki Murakami’s works* A world of no proportions Everything seems and looks different Basking in shades of purple It’s a psychedelic dream. Strange but all together normal The rules become crooked Following directions of their own Freedom is divine. Puzzles form in this surreal place Some pieces forgotten and misplaced But they were never important It...
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tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
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“The world is full of people doing things for the wrong reasons. The trick is to...”
– Emily Haines (via fuckyeahemilyhaines)
Feb 23rd
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Broken Doll
Like a broken doll stained and rejected Once was embraced and loved Now damaged beyond repair All is dark and lonely No hope to hold on to Bitter winds touching thy fragile face Cannot be spared of hurt Nor can be saved from harm Thy weary heart bleeds sadness and grief No salvation from such misfortune Should it be told, need not dream of light? ~melancholik~ (Melanie Oncog)
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Feb 23rd