in the heat of summer

kate moss - mario testino

flower bondage - via google

pool - joseph gordon & michelle trachtenberg

american motel - via google

ewige liebe - vogue germany (july 2011)

disturbia

Austra The Beat & The Pulse from The Glitoris on Vimeo.

disturbing. but beautiful and unique. the music, the idea the lingerie. enjoy and end up confused. please. but free.

and in the shadow of summer

still - karla read

still - unknown

moments off distortion - unknown

lara stone - vogue russia (july 2011)

time caught us. to linger and to enjoy. everything and everyone. taking all chances to do nothing and all. at the same instant. but the shadow of summer is lingering too. somewher in the back of my head. for now.

of how we lived

unknown

johnny cash - via google

illustration - antimultivitamin

unknown

still - maison martin margiela

get obsessed

vintage postcard florida - via google

poolscapes - karine laval

kymare

vintage postcard florida - via google

obsessed with cold beauty. posessed. lying by the pool. beeing a summer-sex-symbol. in perfection. starting. now.

all is still white

unknown

andrea galvani

herakut

vmagazine

winter still has us. all white and cold. although we are all just longing for spring. for summer. for warmth and love. as always. in life.

in the name of science

jalouse 2001 (nr. 37)

wikimedia.org

jalouse 2001 (nr. 37)

metalmagazine

jalouse 2001 (nr. 37)

sometimes the world is full of wonders and unexpected incidents. like life. so it is just natural that people ask if that all can be described with science. or if it's magic. or the power of everyone's will. it is the questions of where do we all come from and where do we all go to. do we believe in destiny or coincidence. people therefor face the most crucial question: do we have a choice. do we have the power or even the faith to change something. is life our will or someone else's. or is it just chaos.

in the end we're all the same

lyndie dourthe

broken bone hands

the gap between us

nothingness
emptiness
no sight
no sound
no life

form without life
leap from the wall
life without you
i just can't seem to get a meaningful grasp

dead end
dead caligraph
broken bone hands
or a fucking handle on the madness

black adracula
no mans land
the grenade in the glovebox
the deep dark unfathomable unknowable

lights off
nowhere's-ville
the rotting cartoon
shite that makes a mockery of anything

no beginning
no good god
meets the end of roads
we ever ever ever fucking try to do

infinity colossal
evades me insignificant
escapes from me
avoids light

you and me
me and you
the gap between us
damien hirst

this night's state of mind

then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
the haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
let me forget about today until tomorrow

- mr.tambourine man by bob dylan-