Mitre Square Murder

I see things the darker kids see, though you wouldn't believe all that's happened to me. I've been to the back-side of Hell and I've played with your fear and enjoyed it well...

I am wolf. I am ghost. I am Sanguinarian. I am nympho. I am cutter. I am demon. I am multiple.

FIND ME.

And is THIS who you are? Some sweet violent urge...?

“Girls are trained to say, ‘I wrote this, but it’s probably really stupid.’ Well, no, you wouldn’t write a novel if you thought it was really stupid. Men are much more comfortable going, ‘I wrote this book because I have a unique perspective that the world needs to hear.’ Girls are taught from the age of seven that if you get a compliment, you don’t go, ‘Thank you’, you go, ‘No, you’re insane.’”

—   Lena Dunham, in an interview with The Guardian (x)

(Source: reshmarambles, via whimsical-nostalgia)

The cutest thing happened at the dr’s yesterday: I was sitting in the lobby when a tiny old woman who appeared to be in her 90’s was wheeled in by a caretaker. She was sitting there happily observing the goings-on when she suddenly noticed the fact that I was wearing a skirt with grey socks that came up to my knees, resembling old-fashioned stockings. Her mouth opened in surprise and she said happily, “I used to wear socks like that!” Her caretaker smiled and got up to get a magazine. The old lady waited until she was out of earshot, then leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially, as though imparting a scandalous secret, “I had a red pair!” Then she grinned at me. I fought back giggles and whispered back, “I have them in all sorts of colors!” The old lady looked momentarily shocked, then gave me a brief, rebellious squint of approval before reassuming her placid expression for the benefit of those watching. Awesome. So here’s to all the old people who were wild rebels in their own time - you rock.

spoken-not-written:

awwww-cute:

I let a sloth take a selfie on my phone in the amazon.


a sloth is more photogenic than me i think this is it this is the end

spoken-not-written:

awwww-cute:

I let a sloth take a selfie on my phone in the amazon.

a sloth is more photogenic than me i think this is it this is the end

(via doubtful-seer)

experimentalmadness:

*Crying*

I think it says something about me that I get on omegle because I’m horny and lonely and I think I’ll talk to some random stranger about sex and instead I end up talking to some 17 year old virgin from Sri Lanka who starts asking me questions about whether it hurts the first time. Of course, I tried to offer him the best, most sincere advice I could, but it wasn’t really what I was expecting.


Head of a Woman with the Horns of a Ram by Jean Léon Gérôme 1853.

okay I officially need to get off tumblr now so I can go buy enough liquor to do something productive today

The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo Soundtrack

God, I love Trent Reznor’s eerier stuff. Just give it a listen - it is about the creepiest thing you will ever hear.

waistedlives:

mitresquaremurder:

Holy crap. Morbid Victorians!

This corset was worn around 1885 by Augusta Carolina Bonzagni (née Costa) of Boston and is currently in the back rooms of The Museum Of Fine Arts there.

While it doesn’t say anything else about her or her corset (someone with more time than me is welcome to do some research) just look at that thing. There is no way anyone could wear that and not think of dripping blood.

So who was Augusta Bonzagni and why did she want to go around in the 1880s looking like a murder victim? Was she, like so many others, fascinated by the stories of Jack the Ripper she heard from across the Atlantic? (Though that would put the date the museum listed off by a few years.) Did she have some kind of victim fantasy? Or was she just morbid like so many of us here on tumblr? We’ll probably never know.

(Found here: http://www.mfa.org/collections/object/woman-s-corset-127657 )

What do you think?

(well technically it would have been under her clothes so she wouldn’t ‘go around’ like that but)

I want one. Pronto.

Well, true, other people wouldn’t know she was wearing it, but she would and possibly any partners she had, if she took off her clothes. (A lot of people didn’t for quick trysts back then, since it took so long to get everything back on and usually required help.) So was it a secret rebellion? Or did she wear it for a lover with an odd fetish? Or maybe she was part of some cult/group. There was a really big renewed interest in the occult in the late 1800s, with a lot of young women dabbling in witchcraft and mock vampirism. The corset is well-made and well-taken care of, so she was obviously a lady of some means.

…I want to write a story about this now. But mostly I just want that dang corset.

(via moresandinmyhourglass)

 - THIS IS HALLOWEEN (like youve never heard)

remixedwriter:

tampon007:

yamashta:

dash-of-dark:

JUST FUCKING LISTEN. 

THIS IS HALLOWEEN BUT NOT LIKE YOU KNOW IT

reblog so others can hear it!

Vitamin String Quartet

LISTENTOTHISNOW

reblogged in like two seconds.

(via mutilatedmemories)

dreams-and-hard-realities:


THEY WERE FIGHTING AND WERE ALL LIKE ARRRR IMMA GET YOU BITCH BUT THEN, WHAT, WHY IS THE FLOOR SO SPRINGY. BETTER TEST IT OUT.

THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER OMG

dreams-and-hard-realities:

THEY WERE FIGHTING AND WERE ALL LIKE ARRRR IMMA GET YOU BITCH BUT THEN, WHAT, WHY IS THE FLOOR SO SPRINGY. BETTER TEST IT OUT.

THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER OMG

(Source: 4gifs)

jontronshat:

kaiblackbloodtheasshole:

why does this have only one note

I’m crying that’s so specific

I’m pretty sure this is going to happen to all the walls in my house now.

(Source: iraffiruse, via iwasyourchancetobreathe)