A Collection of Love and Interests

24. Culinarian, photographer, writer, singer...overall dreamer.
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kylesimmonsstache:

bastealinghearts:

Apparently kylesimmonsstache gets really excited about art.

LET’S FUCKIN TALK ABOUT ART

"REGULAR" ART

FANART

OH WHOA THAT’S A SWEET ASS MOTHERFUCKING CLASSICAL PAINTING BUT THEN FUCKIN LOOK AT THE DETAIL

JESUS CHRIST

TTHHHIIISSSSS IISSSSS AAAAA PAAAIINNNTTTIIINNNGGGG?!!?!!?!!!?!?!!! WHAT TO HECK????

FUCKIN SWEET ASS DAFT PUNK COLORED PENCILS HELLA

LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME IT ISN’T FUCKIN RAD AS HELL

MOTHERFUCKING EMBROIDERY?!!!!!!?!?!!?!!?

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE

OH SWEET LOOK AT THIS SCULPTURE RIGHT

JUST WAIT A FUCKIN MINUTE HERE

THIS IS A DRAWING MADE TO LOOK LIKE A SCULPTURE I CAN’T FUCKING

LOOK MORE SWEET ASS COLORED PENCIL DRAWINGS
NOW I’M ABOUT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT MY BRO BERNINI OKAY JUST TRUST ME ON THIS

ALREADY GORGEOUS RIGHT

FUCKING LOOK AT THAT LOOK AT IT I’M FUCKING

HOW DOES MARBLE LOOK LIKE GOSSAMER FABRIC HOOOOOWWWW??!!!!?

kylesimmonsstache:

bastealinghearts:

Apparently kylesimmonsstache gets really excited about art.

LET’S FUCKIN TALK ABOUT ART

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"REGULAR" ART

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FANART

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OH WHOA THAT’S A SWEET ASS MOTHERFUCKING CLASSICAL PAINTING BUT THEN FUCKIN LOOK AT THE DETAIL

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JESUS CHRIST

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TTHHHIIISSSSS IISSSSS AAAAA PAAAIINNNTTTIIINNNGGGG?!!?!!?!!!?!?!!! WHAT TO HECK????

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FUCKIN SWEET ASS DAFT PUNK COLORED PENCILS HELLA

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LOOK AT THIS AND TELL ME IT ISN’T FUCKIN RAD AS HELL

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MOTHERFUCKING EMBROIDERY?!!!!!!?!?!!?!!?

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THIS LOOKS LIKE A SCENE OUT OF A MOVIE

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OH SWEET LOOK AT THIS SCULPTURE RIGHT

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JUST WAIT A FUCKIN MINUTE HERE

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THIS IS A DRAWING MADE TO LOOK LIKE A SCULPTURE I CAN’T FUCKING

image

LOOK MORE SWEET ASS COLORED PENCIL DRAWINGS

NOW I’M ABOUT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT MY BRO BERNINI OKAY JUST TRUST ME ON THIS

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ALREADY GORGEOUS RIGHT

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FUCKING LOOK AT THAT LOOK AT IT I’M FUCKING

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HOW DOES MARBLE LOOK LIKE GOSSAMER FABRIC HOOOOOWWWW??!!!!?

(via luhdnrude)

kushandwizdom:

Good Vibes HERE

“The idea that sex is something a woman gives a man, and she loses something when she does that, which again for me is nonsense. I want us to raise girls differently where boys and girls start to see sexuality as something that they own, rather than something that a boy takes from a girl.”

—   Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (NPR)

(Source: try-so-to-live, via theoldirtyminniemouse)

“My mother doesn’t like tattoos. She says art belongs on a wall. Well I say no one, not even my mother gets to tell me that I can’t be a masterpiece.”

—   Hannah Snowdon  (via poutyspice)

(Source: basementvirtue, via theoldirtyminniemouse)

“I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.”

—   Carlos Ruiz ZafonThe Shadow Of The Wind (via bookmania)

“I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. the sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.”

—   (via wordsthat-speak)

(via wordsthat-speak)

“I’m sorry for all the times my bloody fingertips have stained your bed sheets; and the times I have to detach myself from my machinery before you can touch my hips. There are five bags hidden behind the couch in my apartment and they hold all the medicine, all the needles, all the batteries that keep me alive. There are two bottles of dry, bitter pills next to my bed and empty glass vials littering my apartment.

There’s a monster living in my internal organs and I’ve been working for years to convince myself that it’s only pretend. But did you know that some monsters are real? Did you know that even if you pretend there’s not a tornado coming your way, it’ll still knock you off your feet, and leave all your bones feeling out of place. I’ve been working hard to pretend my body is ok, but I can feel myself rotting inside.

I’m sorry that there will be days that I can’t get out of bed, and that there will be nights when my hands shake so violently I can’t feed myself. I’m sorry you’ll have to learn about what happens if I don’t wake up in the morning; I’m sorry for all the 4 in the morning wake up calls because I can’t get down the stairs to get juice. I’m sorry for all the days when I have to go home, when my head hurts to bad I can’t pick it up; for the days when I drink three bottles of water an hour and can’t leave the house. I’m sorry for the mornings when I’m throwing up and crying; I’m sorry for the nights when my body hurts so much I can’t be touched.

I hope you know, that I’m tired of dying but that fixing myself is harder than it seems. I’m sorry for the days when I’ll whisper about not wanting to do it anymore; for the nights when I’ll sob because I can’t figure out how to be ok. Sick has always felt gritty on my tongue, but ignoring it leaves me digging a hole in the ground to fall asleep in.

I hope you know, that it’s taken me a long time to admit that I’m sick; that it’s taken me even longer to find a reason to start living again. But there’s a monster living inside of me, and it’s time for me to tame it.”

—   because i’m sick and want to be better. (jl)

(via a-better-ghost)