run with the hunted.
My God is Dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.

- | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

"All peoples are driven
to the point of eating their gods
after a time: it’s the old greed
for a plateful of outer space, that craving for darkness,
the lust to feel what it does to you
when your teeth meet in divinity, in the flesh,
when you swallow it down
and you can see with its own cold eyes,
look out through murder."

Margaret Atwood, “Eating Snake”, Interlunar (via jaimelannister)

(Source: theloupgaroux, via iwanderedinadesertplace)


Last night I went to see Carcass play in Toronto. What a show! If you live in North America…don’t miss the opportunity to see them live on this tour!New Toxic Vision

Shoes of the day. (by @Natachamarro ) [April 5th, 2014]