1. 27 March 2012

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    szymon

    szymon:

Bacon Alphabet by Henry Hargreaves

    szymon:

    Bacon Alphabet by Henry Hargreaves

  2. sampaversusbuenos:

#são paulo #buenos aires #mônica #mafalda #illustration

    sampaversusbuenos:

    #são paulo #buenos aires #mônica #mafalda #illustration

  3. ypsilonka:

isso, “que valha o desgaste”.
deposito-de-tirinhas:


Fábio Moon e Gabriel Bá

    ypsilonka:

    isso, “que valha o desgaste”.

    deposito-de-tirinhas:


  4. Mágoa de Caboclo: [mixtape #23] Where do broken hearts go? →

    SÓ DIVAS: TODOS COMEMORA!

    magoadecaboclo:

    “Days that cannot bring you near
    or will not,
    Distance trying to appear
    something more obstinate,
    argue argue argue with me
    endlessly
    neither proving you less wanted nor less dear.

    Distance: Remember all that land
    beneath the plane;
    that coastline
    of dim beaches deep in sand
    stretching…

  5. (Source: 128-bpm)

  6. derekeads:

Brad Pitt Filmography by Derek Eads
Happy 48th Birthday to Brad Pitt!

    derekeads:

    Brad Pitt Filmography by Derek Eads

    Happy 48th Birthday to Brad Pitt!

  7. Mágoa de Caboclo: [mixtape #19] No time for breaking up →

    magoadecaboclo:

    Clarence: “Strange, isn’t it? Each man’s life touches so many other lives. When he isn’t around he leaves an awful hole, doesn’t he?”

    [do filme ‘Felicidade não se compra’ (It’s a Wonderful Life, Franz Capra, 1946)]

    [Ilustração de Jamie Mitchell]

    Então, é Natal e o que você fez? Nós…

  8. fuckyeahmoleskines:

One of a kind hand drawn pocket moleskine.

    fuckyeahmoleskines:

    One of a kind hand drawn pocket moleskine.

  9. boodapug:

comicbookalex:

It’s Sundog!

looks more like Santapug.

    boodapug:

    comicbookalex:

    It’s Sundog!

    looks more like Santapug.

  10. Mágoa de Caboclo: [mixtape #18] Heartbreak Hotel →

    magoadecaboclo:

    “And then she frowned, and shook her head, then put her arms around him once more, pressing her face into his shoulder, making a noise that sounded almost like rage.

    ‘What’s up?’ he asked.

    ‘Nothing. Oh, nothing. Just…’ She looked up at him. ‘I thought I’d finally got rid of you.’

    ‘I…