fckyeaharthistory:

Diego Rivera - The Cafe Terrace, 1915. Oil on canvas

fckyeaharthistory:

Diego RiveraThe Cafe Terrace, 1915. Oil on canvas

my loves

my loves

TAKING AN EXAM

howdoiputthisgently:

AS A FRESHMAN:

AS A SENIOR:

it’s nice to make some love i can finally feel

(via fuckyeah1990s)

maybeeeee my favorite part of clueless

(via fuckyeah1990s)

Watching HBO's "Girls" and trying to figure out how I feel about it

whatshouldwecallme:

WHEN I CHECK MY BANK ACCOUNT ONLINE

howdoiputthisgently:

cfda:

Vogue’s Met Gala tonight - red carpet will be livestreamed on Vogue.com starting at 6:30pm! Here’s a fun image from past years from BackstageAT. Can’t wait to see what everyone’s wearing…

cfda:

Vogue’s Met Gala tonight - red carpet will be livestreamed on Vogue.com starting at 6:30pm! Here’s a fun image from past years from BackstageAT. Can’t wait to see what everyone’s wearing…

(via rachelzoe)

boniverotica:

I asked Bon Iver to describe a perfect day. ‘We spend the morning picking wildflowers in the field near the one-room schoolhouse.  When the sun is high, we find a shade tree, spread out our Navajo blanket, and share a salad of organic arugula and some rosemary bread I baked.  You wear a picture hat and a linen romper.  I bring my banjo and play all your favorite Woody Guthrie songs.  In the evening, we smoke hand-rolled cigarettes and drink whiskey from a jam jar.  When the whiskey’s gone and we’ve smoked our last cigarette, we make love on the back porch with only the light of the fireflies to see each other by.’

boniverotica:

I asked Bon Iver to describe a perfect day. ‘We spend the morning picking wildflowers in the field near the one-room schoolhouse.  When the sun is high, we find a shade tree, spread out our Navajo blanket, and share a salad of organic arugula and some rosemary bread I baked.  You wear a picture hat and a linen romper.  I bring my banjo and play all your favorite Woody Guthrie songs.  In the evening, we smoke hand-rolled cigarettes and drink whiskey from a jam jar.  When the whiskey’s gone and we’ve smoked our last cigarette, we make love on the back porch with only the light of the fireflies to see each other by.’

(via meggielynne)