fogworld:

Guillermo Del Toro’s library

letseyx:

henryconradtaylor:

He’s crossing over into Tobias Fünke territory and I’m loving it.

Ha! So true.

Tru tru tru

urhajos:

‘Impasse’ by Laura Bifano

(Source: fuckkyesstrueblood)

acidoll:

The Acropolis of Athens, Greece.

(Source: allthingseurope)

(Source: alexanderssskarsbrow)

(Source: bigtinygirl)

urhajos:

‘Daft Punk’ by Joao Victor G. Costa

All work and no play makes me a dull boy.

istoleyourface:

“Breakfast is the only meal of the day that I tend to view with the same kind of traditionalized reverence that most people associate with Lunch and Dinner. I like to eat breakfast alone, and almost never before noon; anybody with a terminally jangled lifestyle needs at least one psychic anchor every twenty-four hours, and mine is breakfast. In Hong Kong, Dallas or at home — and regardless of whether or not I have been to bed — breakfast is a personal ritual that can only be properly observed alone, and in a spirit of genuine excess. The food factor should always be massive: four Bloody Marys, two grapefruits, a pot of coffee, Rangoon crepes, a half-pound of either sausage, bacon, or corned beef hash with diced chiles, a Spanish omelette or eggs Benedict, a quart of milk, a chopped lemon for random seasoning, and something like a slice of Key lime pie, two margaritas, and six lines of the best cocaine for dessert… Right, and there should also be two or three newspapers, all mail and messages, a telephone, a notebook for planning the next twenty-four hours and at least one source of good music… All of which should be dealt with outside, in the warmth of a hot sun, and preferably stone naked.”

- Hunter S. Thompson

(Source: cultured-abuse)

The Wombats: During the uh, process of lovemaking, or humping, or bunking, would you ever consider asking your partner to solely refer to you as The Doctor? Or Doc? And if not, would you consider it in the future?
David: I tend to go for The Master in situations like that.