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"   Originally everything had a name - a proper or peculiar name. Then the name became attached to a single element of the thing, and became applicable to all the other individual things that also contained that element: it is no longer a particular oak that is called tree, but anything that includes at least a trunk and branches. The name also became attached to a conspicuous circumstance: night came to designate, not the end of this particular day, but the period of darkness separating all sunsets from all dawns. Finally, it attached itself to analogies: everything was called a leaf that was as thin and flexible as the leaf of a tree.   "
Foucault (via dranoparty)

sewerhawk:

GO TO SCHOOL, GET A JOB ( It’s all the same )
KILL YOUR MOM, FUCK YOUR DAD ( It’s all the same )

(via urusai-uzai)

fleshy-flower:

Here She Comes

It’s so lonely in this place,
so cold I don’t believe
and theres no one knows my name

It’s easy to pretend
It’s easy to believe

There’s a shadow on my wall
It dances like my soul, dances like my soul

It’s so cold now, i swear it will be warm
Here she come now.

(via enuye)

gaschamber-forhumanity:

Mauthausen Orchestra - Untitled 2

666408:

1969 / this song was written about a girl with hazel eyes

(via 9827498672-06928-09368290)

dogfang:

INTO THE MUD, SCUM QUEEN