The Royal Tenenbaums / Love Lockdown
In Louisiana, a small gray sedan swayed over a red dirt road from Arcadia. Six men armed with guns jumped from the roadside.
“Halt!” they shouted. The car roared, gathered speed. Six guns sent 167 steel bullets crashing through the steel machine. It lurched, crashed into an embankment, and stopped, covered with blood. Inside sprawled two battered figures clutching guns. Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker were dead.
Newsweek June 2, 1934
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Reasons why I love the internet fiercely.
The vanity exploding
I THINK I CHOKED ON MY BLANKET.
(Source: daenerysstubborn, via theurbanhistorian)
Dillinger’s lunch with @genellow #lamon (Taken with instagram)
Etching on a friday (Taken with instagram)
The fog ate up our dorm. (Taken with instagram)
The Ifugao folk. Bencab museum (Taken with instagram)
The ceiling of our lobby. Baguio baby! (Taken with instagram)
The madness I’m attempting to read while gnel is watching Dexter. (Taken with instagram)
At kenny rogers with @genellow watching Dexter (Taken with instagram)
Hidden Valley, Laguna with @genellow (Taken with instagram)
Sunday morning at tagaytay highlands #familytime (Taken with instagram)
(via bohemea)
you thought I didn’t really notice. But I did. I wanted to high-five you. Yesterday I had a pair of brothers in my store. One was maybe between 15-17. He was a wrestler at the local high school. Kind of tall, stocky and handsome. He had a younger brother, who was maybe about 10-12 years old. The…
(Source: kissing-whiskey)
