The Reclusive Pariah


katykatykatyyeah:

Katy Perry & Madonna V Magazine Deluxe Edition, 2014 - Win tickets to see Katy Perry http://ow.ly/qSTBg

katykatykatyyeah:

Katy Perry & Madonna V Magazine Deluxe Edition, 2014
- Win tickets to see Katy Perry http://ow.ly/qSTBg

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— 1 day ago with 100 notes
theniftyfifties:

Audrey Hepburn faces the cameras, 1954.

theniftyfifties:

Audrey Hepburn faces the cameras, 1954.

— 2 days ago with 754 notes
pizza-party:

cameron-stewart:

FIGHT CLUB 2 Promotional image. Art by me, colour by Dave Stewart.  I am the artist of the official comic book sequel to the original Fight Club novel. The comic is written by Chuck Palahniuk himself, and debuts in May of 2015 as a 10-issue limited series.  More details here.

Pretty psyched about this!

pizza-party:

cameron-stewart:

FIGHT CLUB 2 Promotional image. Art by me, colour by Dave Stewart.  I am the artist of the official comic book sequel to the original Fight Club novel. The comic is written by Chuck Palahniuk himself, and debuts in May of 2015 as a 10-issue limited series.  More details here.

Pretty psyched about this!

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— 2 days ago with 1354 notes
humansofnewyork:

"My brother was killed when I was 13. There had been a fight at a nightclub, and my brother was not involved, but he was shot in the head as he tried to run away. He was very popular in my town, so there were many reporters and friends outside the hospital when I got there. When I walked in my mother was sitting in a chair, crying. She wouldn’t even look at me. She wouldn’t speak to me. Not only did I lose my brother that day, but I lost my mother too. Life from then on was about her suffering. She stayed home all day, she cried, she didn’t pay much attention to us. Nothing was allowed to be more important than her suffering. Nobody else was allowed to have important problems. Her pain had to be worse than everyone else’s. She preferred it that way."

humansofnewyork:

"My brother was killed when I was 13. There had been a fight at a nightclub, and my brother was not involved, but he was shot in the head as he tried to run away. He was very popular in my town, so there were many reporters and friends outside the hospital when I got there. When I walked in my mother was sitting in a chair, crying. She wouldn’t even look at me. She wouldn’t speak to me. Not only did I lose my brother that day, but I lost my mother too. Life from then on was about her suffering. She stayed home all day, she cried, she didn’t pay much attention to us. Nothing was allowed to be more important than her suffering. Nobody else was allowed to have important problems. Her pain had to be worse than everyone else’s. She preferred it that way."

— 6 days ago with 6872 notes
humansofnewyork:

"I grew up in a small village in Liberia. Everyone was like family. I left when I was 19 to study in France. While I was gone, the civil war came, and everyone in the village fled. Suddenly I had nowhere to go home to."

humansofnewyork:

"I grew up in a small village in Liberia. Everyone was like family. I left when I was 19 to study in France. While I was gone, the civil war came, and everyone in the village fled. Suddenly I had nowhere to go home to."

— 6 days ago with 4346 notes