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Welcome you dirty little rockstars!

I'm Jacob, this is my blog of all the shit i like:) I draw, write, paint, and tattoo sometimes. NC. Pansexual. Post Punk Kid.

I'm almost always on, you guys make this blog fun for me and I'm here if anyone wants/needs to tlk:)you can contact me through ask or kik:neverknowsbestxxx

I call everyone love, sweetheart, etc. I don't wanna exist but hell let's make the best of existence.

Don't forget Satan Loves you and I do too❤️

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ximena-windara:

Rob Zombie
Photography by Nicolas Gricourt (live at Hellfest, France)

Michael Francis Rizzi, do you renounce satan?

I do renounce him. 

(Source: gavriiel, via vintagegal)

visual-paralipsis:

David Bowie in The Man Who Fell To Earth

(Source: thesoundtrackcollection)

soundsof71:

I tagged this “David Bowie in a bathtub.” Other suggestions?
reddlr-trees:

Thought you guys might like my setup.

mortisia:

The Smiths - There is A Light That Never Goes out 

(via openly-judging)

sixpenceee:

Creepy monster drawing by Don Kenn. All of them were drawn on post its. More of his work here

sixpenceee:

Here is something phenomenal, I have to share with you all: 
A mother cichlid keeps her babies in her mouth to protect them. Sometimes she let’s them out as shown above. Her mouth serves as a nest and nursery. 
It may seem like a good system, but it’s not exactly.
Let me introduce these guys: 

These catfish are notorious parasites. The catfish try and pick up a few of cichlid eggs. The mother defends her station, while the catfish drop a few of their own eggs. They know the cichlid mother will pick them up and think of it as her own egg.

So the cichlid become a surrogate mother for the offspring of their enemy. The catfish take off soon, not knowing what’s becomes of their young. The cichlid mother does her job, letting her brood grow in her mouth. 

Like in a horror movie, the catfish eggs hatch first. The baby catfish gobbles up every single one of the cichlid babies.

The cichlid mother releases, not her own babies, but the killer catfish baby that ate of all her own children.

The cichlid mom doesn’t realize the switch and treats the catfish baby as if it were her own.

A morbid, ironic twist. Here’s the video for this
Another interesting science post: How the Mokin Children Are Able to See Crystal Clear Underwater

sixpenceee:

There’s an island called the Skerries and there’s a point in google maps, where the island looks exactly like this. 

If you don’t believe me, check it out for yourself here

Does anyone have any idea what is going on?

sixpenceee:

A French company is coming up with a windowless jet concept.

The idea is to enhance the view by filming the exterior environment and putting it on the inside of the cabin.  It would also be possible to put other things on the screens, such as a movie. 

I made the gifs from this video

Here is an article about it

pinmeupagainstthesky:

These, for me, are the two most depressing paintings in western history. They were painted by post-impressionist Henry de Toulouse-Lautrec, a man who, due to inbreeding, was born with a genetic disorder that prevented his legs from growing after they were broken. After being so thoroughly mocked for is appearance, he became an alcoholic, which is what eventually caused his institutionalization and death. His only known romantic relations were with prostitutes.

And then he paints something like this which is so beautiful and tender and sentimental. It seems like the couple in bed really loves each other—cares about each other. Wakes up happy to look at each other. And I see that love and passion and I wonder how lonely he must have been. I wonder how he could paint something like this without it breaking his heart. 

Maybe they say artists should create what they know, not because its unbelievable when they extend themselves beyond their experiences, but because when they pull it off with such elegance, it’s so damn unbearable to look at. I hate thinking of Lautrec, wondering about the lovers he created and knowing it was beyond his experience. Creating something that he knows is beautiful and knows he’ll never really understand. 

(via sixpenceee)