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There was nothing beautiful about how it ended. You fucked up my life. —Stop Thinking Too Much (#9: January 3, 2014)

euo:

Confession

A collection of eight confessions, hand written and court transcripts, of convicted criminals. It is then reduced to only those sentences were the criminal is talking about his or hers own emotions. The perpetrators personal landscape of guilt is revealed with no descriptions about the actual criminal act. The most extreme act of violence contains something that we can all recognize in ourselves; the inner psychological patterns of reasoning and justification, remorse and/or the lack of it.

Ignas Krunglevičius

caesaretluna:

spnedit: Angels

the angels, they don't care. I think maybe they just don't have
the equipment to care. seems like when they try, it just breaks
them apart.

[demon version]

caesaretluna:

spnedit: Demons 

They don't want anything,
just death and destruction for its own sake

[angel version]

untrustyou:

Arno Arno

It’s okay if I’m not
your favorite
chapter you have
written,
but I hope you
sometimes smile
when you flip
back to the pages
I was still apart of. —Unknown (via perfect)

huffpostworld:

Cheers to being 88 years young.