and at once i knew i was not magnificent
paranoid android
13:40 npr:


Happy birthday, Harry Potter!

Well, this is the cutest thing I’ve seen all day. Happy birthday, Harry!
– Alexander
I was happy anywhere I could see the ocean.

— Ai Yazawa (via teening)

20:59 susfu:

Vrubel, Mikhail (1856-1910) - 1897 Morning (State Russian Museum, St. Petersburg, Russia)
Vrubel stands out because of the originality of his art. Despite the absence of direct followers, the importance of Vrubel’s art should not be underestimated. He pointed the way and made possible the experiments of the succeeding decades. 
I am addicted. Addicted to the night. Addicted to the tension, the confusion, the restlessness in my bones. The night brings a certain clarity to the ferment in the day, but there need not be anyone to say. I know the body is repulsed, but I know it is what the soul longs and I know that I will always be terrified; more terror in simplicity than in perplexity and more terror than this body would dare to embrace. It is only in night that lucidity can prevail, and although it’s addictive quality poses great temptation, that’s all it is and that’s all it can be.