Kiss on the Chic

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"I suppose I'll have to add the force of gravity to my list of enemies." ⎯-Lemony Snicket


"Whether or not you can never become great at something, you can always become better at it. Don’t ever forget that. And don’t say, “I’ll never be good.” You can become better, and one day you’ll wake up and you’ll find out how good you actually became."
Neil deGrasse Tyson (via misswallflower)
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Invitation to an Area night club party. The capsule was placed in water and the invitation appeared. Area was open from 1983 to 1987.

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fohk:

"Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They’re just an interpretation"
Memento (2000)Christopher Nolan

fohk:

"Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They’re just an interpretation"

Memento (2000)
Christopher Nolan

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"I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while we eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selfies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages."
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ggrundtner:

This photo was taken for my Digital Photography class. I was in the sunken garden room at the Conservatory in Como Park. I took nine consecutive photos and used the photo stitching feature in PhotoShop to bring them together. This is how I achieved the depth in the photo.
This was delivered via my secret email account.

ggrundtner:

This photo was taken for my Digital Photography class. I was in the sunken garden room at the Conservatory in Como Park. I took nine consecutive photos and used the photo stitching feature in PhotoShop to bring them together. This is how I achieved the depth in the photo.

This was delivered via my secret email account.

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