nubbsgalore:

images by seb janiak, which he creates by layering several photos on top of each other. (see also: previous cloud posts)

fire-onthe-mountain:

rabbidrabit:

its-kicking-in:

stasimob:

your-smoking-neighbor:

bluntafterblunts:

drugsrus:

assholeshavefeelings:

WHOADUDE

this just tripped me the fuck out and im sober as shit right now 0_0

this is how everything looks on acid, i swear

That acid alright

this is such a good visual representation. i cant stop staring

Ohh gosh, haven’t tripped in a while and this makes me want to take like 5 tabs to the tongue right now!

You can see the energy pulsating through the universe..

Spot on

ohyeselifresh:

We suffer because of our attachment to things. By letting them go we realize that we have lost nothing except our attachment.

itsollie:

shinebrightlikeafrankiebb16:

Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.

This.

boujisupreme:

ibleedkalejuice:

weaponsofbradestruction:

sheishurr:

On God.

So freaking accurate.

Me Me me me me

DUN KNOW FAM
The “Can’t sit with us” kitchen gang

Postcards For Ants, Lorraine Loots

(Source: ladyinterior)

Battle Wound

You are like a scar 

on my knuckles

that my fingers always find a way to

and reminisce

on how

was

scarred.

A new fan. I love discovering new music. I enjoy having “musical depth”. #banks #goddess #youshouldknowwhereimcomingfrom #music I need this in vinyl though. #turndownmusic #laidback (at The Crib)

ruineshumaines:

Human Feelings as Drugs, by Valerio Loi on Tumblr.

neoafrican:

Diversity (when used in academic and political spaces and arenas) is such a sneaky word, used under the guise of acceptance and willingness to embrace difference when in actuality implying the “need” to immerse people of color into white spaces.

"You are the moment before the sun sinks into the horizon. The transient light - the glittering hours set against the fading, fading sky."

-Lang Leav, excerpt from If My Life Were A Day (via langleav)

(Source: roomtemperaturedlovers)


Black women
You are Goddesses.

Fuck, just Godly.