I touch myself whenever I think about you. More specifically, I rub my temples because I get a headache because you’re awful.
Nocturne in Black and Gold: The Falling Rocket, James Whistler
GQ’s Breakout of the Year 2013: Michael B. Jordan photographed by Peggy Sirota.
American Boy (feat. Kanye West) - Estelle
this isn’t the park you piece of shit
Soon I’ll have that little mermaid and the ocean will be mine
favourite animated lady villains → 1/?
No one before Bernini had managed to make marble so carnal. In his nimble hands it would flatter and stream, quiver and sweat. His figures weep and shout, their torses twist and run, and arch themselves in spasms of intense sensation. He could, like an alchemist, change one material into another - marble into trees, leaves, hair, and, of course, flesh.
- Simon Schama’s Power of Art. Bernini