Frida Kahlo: Retrato de Luther Burbank (detail), 1931.
hello vonnie
occasionally subtle
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
𓃗
Misplaced Lens Cap
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Sade Olutola
Today's Document

Discoholic 🪩
YOU ARE THE REASON

roma★

Love Begins
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Cosimo Galluzzi
Jules of Nature
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
noise dept.

No title available
No title available

seen from Türkiye

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Uruguay

seen from Paraguay
seen from Paraguay
seen from Paraguay
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom

seen from New Zealand

seen from Türkiye
@artckhive
Frida Kahlo: Retrato de Luther Burbank (detail), 1931.
Sailor Moon Skylines
truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.
L’ Amour de Pierrot, 1920 by Salvador Dalí
everything is about reaching the ending except for the ending which is about wanting to go back to the start
Even though he was basically the size of a pea he still deserved cruel treatment
Shibata Zeshin, White Heron and Raven Flying, circa 1880
Delicate ‘Knit’ Glass Sculptures by Carol Milne
there are some things a character should not be able to tell us about themselves EVEN with a gun to their head. depending on the character that could even expand to include "most" things
i'm talking "you can lead a horse to water but you can't make them drink" territory. "i've constructed an elaborate rube goldberg machine of plot to force this character to have precisely the realization about themselves that i want them to, and i'm only maybe 60% sure it'll work" territory. "the deity of their choice reveals it to them in a dream and they wake up and say, 'no, that can't be right,' and promptly forget about it" territory.
When David Lynch fell in love with lithography in Paris
🕷️ Halloween Fashion: Robert Wun Fall 2024 Haute Couture Collection 🕷️
💘💖💝
hey are you guys like. okay.