OMG WTF!?
This castor oil is mistreating my eyelashes, I have less eyelashes and every morning drops one or two!!!! OMG no… Saen pls no…
(Source: ibaleschenko)
get off of there cat. you are not a cute bobble head or a place to rest my phone. you are a cat and you are blocking my view.
Hahahaha the eyes!!!
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
– Edgar Allan Poe(Source: ibaleschenko)
Hachiko: In 1924, Hidesaburō Ueno, a professor in the agriculture department at the University of Tokyo, took in Hachikō, a golden brown Akita, as a pet. During his owner’s life, Hachikō greeted him at the end of each day at the nearby Shibuya Station. The pair continued their daily routine until May 1925, when Professor Ueno did not return. The professor had suffered from a cerebral hemorrhage and died, never returning to the train station where Hachikō was waiting. Every day for the next nine years the dog waited at Shibuya station.
Hachikō attracted the attention of other commuters. Many of the people who frequented the Shibuya train station had seen Hachikō and Professor Ueno together each day. They brought Hachikō treats and food to nourish him during his wait. This continued for nine years with Hachikō appearing precisely when the train was due at the station.
Hachikō died on March 8, 1935, and was found on a street in Shibuya. In March 2011 scientists settled the cause of death of Hachikō: the dog had terminal cancer and a filaria infection (worms). There were also four yakitori sticks in Hachikō’s stomach, but the sticks did not damage his stomach or cause his death.
Hachikō’s stuffed and mounted remains are kept at the National Science Museum of Japan in Ueno, Tokyo.
Today I went to the pharmacy to buy some castor oil for my eyelashes, and I asked to the girl “how I apply this on my eyelashes??”. She looked at me with a stupid poker face and told me “excuse me??”. I bought the castor oil anyway, but, God, we need more people who knows about natural beauty. Obviously she never has used Google before.
Up close photo of a green eye with blue eyeshadow. mac cosmetics by dreamglowpumpkincat210 on Flickr.
About photography
I was thinking about all this. I was thinking about art, about photography. How beautiful it is. I was thinking about what a great photographer Mr. L is (haha my ex tumblr crush). I admire him because I can see, or I saw some kind of strange beauty in his pictures. And that’s not because he was my tumblr crush, that was because I felt a strange appreciation and attraction by his work. Since I’ve unfollowed him, I couldn’t find a beauty like the beauty I saw in his pictures. It was something simple, very personal, very independent. It was something different.
I was searching on Flickr for some good photographers. I found a lot of great photographers. They’re all good. But I couldn’t found the beauty I saw in Mr. L’s pictures. I think every single person has a different way to see things. And I loved the way that Mr. L saw things. I really enjoyed it.
I’m a beauty lover, I’m an art lover. I love pictures, I love the way people can portray something as simple as a flower in the most beautiful way. Or a person, a tree, a field. And I think every single person has a different way to portray the same, in a thousand ways. For every person, there’s a different way to see things, a different beauty. That’s awesome.
I think that’s the most selfish: deprive someone to see beauty in any kind of art. That’s what it hurts the most for me, since he blocked me; when you’re not able to enjoy art when art is one of the most important things you have to beautify your eyes, soul, brain…
About me
Fuck yeah indie girl!! Ibana. 25. I'm from Uruguay. I'm a runner, I'm a dreamer. I'm a book lover and a music lover.
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