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"There is no world without an underworld."~ Les Misérables (1925 film)
Tumblr run by collectingbees or simply Bees, if we are close enough. Sometimes splashed with social justice, pretty girls, and goth music.

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Jul 28 '14
Using my favourite records as inspiration to finish my own @laurajansen @whiteseamusic @charmarmusic

Using my favourite records as inspiration to finish my own @laurajansen @whiteseamusic @charmarmusic

Jul 27 '14
onlybluesunday:

Morrissey holding a frame of James Dean

fallingpoly

onlybluesunday:

Morrissey holding a frame of James Dean

fallingpoly

Jul 27 '14
"I love coffee. I sometimes get excited at night thinking of the coffee I’ll get to drink in the morning. Coffee is reason to wake up. There are other reasons, of course. But coffee is the incentive, at the very least."
Annie Clark  (via laurenraelle)

(Source: sufjand)

Jul 27 '14
Jul 27 '14
Le Bas-fond - Sweetest Surrender (Too Posh for Gavroche)

lebas-fondmusic:

Listen/purchase: Sweetest Surrender by Le Bas-fond

You know, this has almost been out for two weeks and I can honestly say, my heart and anxiety have not come down from it. This song comes from the purest, sincerest, most honest and most terrified part of my heart.

I’ve never, ever been this honest with myself before. I’ve never been this honest with my feelings for anyone else. I don’t want to feel scared. I don’t want to be brave. I want to feel safe, and I don’t. It’s just embarrassing to me to have these feelings. I don’t “get” feelings for other people. I don’t allow myself to feel this way about anyone.

This isn’t just a juvenile declaration of love to someone. This is about being afraid to love someone else after years of physical and sexual violence. I am so afraid. Afraid to let someone know who I really am. Afraid to have feelings I think are beneath me.

I am scared and disappointed because I feel like I made myself vulnerable for no reason. The person I wrote this for will probably never respond to me, and that scares me, too. Putting my whole heart on the edge like that— I can’t stand it. Thinking that this person probably judges me now, or doesn’t “get” what this is for me.

I actually hate this song. I can’t even listen to it.

And I would have thrown it away, if not for the critical response, which has been amazing. At little more than two minutes, this song brought tears to people when it was just in the lyrics stage. The response that came back again and again from both men and women was tears, and people begging me to finish this song and have it be on the record.

So it made it onto TOO POSH because I listened to you guys. I let myself get out voted. Which is also scary to me. The critical response and the emotional responses to this song remain incredible.

Jul 27 '14

csstewart13:

A day in the life of Hurley.

Nom Nom Nom. Just chewing on Pony.

What do you want with me? I’m just trying to play with Pony.

But you know….I am getting a little sleepy.

I’ll just nap here.

Squirrel!

Jul 27 '14

becausejensenackless:

neoliberalismkills:

"no one can love you until you love yourself"

that is complete bullshit

don’t let anyone tell you that you don’t deserve love from other people because you struggle with loving yourself

I am so glad someone made this post.

(Source: neoliberalismkills)

Jul 27 '14

¡Feliz cumpleaños! to my late Grandpa and his cousin/ best friend Humbert, who celebrated their birthdays together on July 26th and 27th. (Pops is the little one, even though he was older! heh heh!). What handsome lookers they both were! Both men were the pinnacle of kindness and compassion, and are well-remembered for the love they gave family and friends alike.

Te amo, Abuelito.  You were my dad and my best friend. You showed me that world wasn’t all a terrible place filled with horrible people. You showed me love of music, and tolerated my 7 year old self singing fake opera or buying me Cure cassettes even though you hated them. You showed me real, real love. Real love that doesn’t scare you or make you hate yourself or flinch at being touched.

Has it really been… 12 years?

There’s an old man who was once a little boy who lives now in Newcastle Upon Tyne, who once suffered from polio. You were stationed there during the WWII, and brought him American chocolates and came to talk to him every day while he laid out in the sun. He never forgot. He still sends us cards and a calender, even though you and Grandma are both gone now.

We’re only here for a little while. Be kind to one another.

Knowing that one of my favourite men shares a birthday with my grandpa makes so much sense, and it touches me in a very deep place in my heart. I cried very sweet and happy tears this morning.

Jul 27 '14

I HAVE BEEN SAYING THIS FOR YEARS

blhak:

With so many pedophiles in prison, why are we still making tests in animals ?

THIS THIS THIS THIS

Jul 27 '14
craftyanne6:

leafwhirlwind:

Very important

And this is the importance of representation, especially for young children.

craftyanne6:

leafwhirlwind:

Very important

And this is the importance of representation, especially for young children.

(Source: bythepowercosmic)