acemetrickat:

notafraidofstopping876:

rdjarvis:

pilferingapples:

imakegoodlifechoices:

prettyyvacant:

oscarstardis:

crayolagron:

hexenwolf:

mcjep47:

fille-lioncelle:

enjolrasthechief:

Most casual revolution ever

#red there are no angry men

#black the color of my brand new leather boots aren’t they cute

#empty chairs at empty tables, I guess my friends are late, they’ll be here soon

#on my own, unless you wanna carpool im cool with that

#look down, look down, I lost my contact lens

#Everybody raise a glass because we’re having a party and you can sleepover too

#Do not forget my name here let me write it down for you.

It’s Canadian Les Miserables

needsmoreresearch:

needsmoreresearch:

“Is not her name Musichetta?”

“She is a superb girl, very literary, with tiny feet, little hands, no I mean really they’re tiny, especially compared with her sleeves, her sleeves are basically this wide, you wouldn’t believe it.  Sometimes she has the puffy round sleeves and sometimes she has those ones with complicated shelf arrangements sticking out in two or three layers that are dropped way down to really emphasize the droopy slope of her shoulders.  You basically can’t guess how her arms might be put together at all, I mean, there’s like hardly any suggestion of actual human anatomy. And she is white and dimpled, with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her.”

– Joly, The Back Room of the Café Musain

i’m shamelessly reblogging myself because this popped up on my dash again and i had completely forgotten it, sorry