They kill birds with our thoughts

lo que ahora está perdido algún día volverá a su hogar

(via polymathhh)

My heart burns.

Tú eres.

(Source: tantocieloenelpecho, via polymathhh)

Romain Gavras: Seeing Red

King Chicken of the dead, handless and impervious to holy coffins, takes his time understanding the ideals of the evil catholic cacti. He finds comfort in the spiritual guidance of the mysterious four tailed scorpion; the same that battled the enormous naked baby that appeared in the heavens from out of thin air, on the evening of the tenth of October in the year two thousand and nine.

1 year ago The new face of our ferocious campaign.

The new face of our ferocious campaign.

The first bird.

The sun sets for you my love. ♥

Guardian of thought.

- When the sun sets
I'll die from your words. -

Violence in politics cause 99.9% of deaths every year. (the 0.01% left is attributed to chance)

Dust particles, molecules & several types of bacteria.

when the streets are empty, the madmen begin to dig.