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Pantone // yellow
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vanilla scoop
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The skies are rewarding us for staying home ☁️
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Zenana.
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Eventide.
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taarakini · 5 years
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The Lincoln Assassination is really just wild if you think about it for a moment. The younger brother of one of the most famous actors in the country- himself a famous actor and heartthrob in his own right- killed the President in a theatre and yelled “Sic semper tyrannis,” a line often associated with Brutus, a character that his brother had famously played.
Like, imagine if Liam Hemsworth killed the Prime Minister of Australia at a red carpet movie premiere or something and yelled “I went for the head,” and Chris had to leave the Avengers press tour to tell everyone, “I swear I had nothing to do with this.” Imagine how weird that would be.
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taarakini · 5 years
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Dude just stop climbing mount everest. just stop it. Wtf
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Phoebe Waller-Bridge for British GQ (2019)
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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot
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“To fall in love is to individualize someone by the signs he bears or emits. It is to become sensitive to these signs, to undergo an apprenticeship to them (thus the slow individualization of Albertine in the group of young girls). It may be that friendship is nourished on observation and conversation, but love is born from and nourished on silent interpretation. The beloved appears as a sign, a “soul”; the beloved expresses a possible world unknown to us, implying, enveloping, imprisoning a world that must be deciphered, that is, interpreted. What is involved, here, is a plurality of worlds; the pluralism of love does not concern only the multiplicity of loved beings, but the multiplicity of souls or worlds in each of them. To love is to try to explicate, to develop these unknown worlds that remain enveloped within the beloved.”
— Gilles Deleuze, Proust and Signs (via ecrituria)
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oh to be an early 20th century college studet laying homoerotically on the grass with your best friend who you’re secretly in love with, surrounded by books while you lunch and have deep conversations about life…
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“The cure for anything is salt water. Sweat, tears or the ocean.”
— Isak Dinesen, Seven Gothic Tales (via wordsnquotes)
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