April 20th, 1935 Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941)
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April 20th, 1935 Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941)
Not having a traditional job or plans to get an education will have people asking you things like so what is the purpose of you staying alive?
Every man thinks a conversation is a script and he is CHRISTIAN BALE and u are GIRL #3
the red shoes (1948) ✨🩰
the art of ‘the red shoes’ (1948)
Paul McCartney, London, 1978
© Linda McCartney
the laptop cd drive is a sort of dead wife
please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy
THE PRINCESS BRIDE (1987)
dir. rob reiner
Bram Stoker, Dracula
The Lovers
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River Phoenix, my love.
i wish every kitty in entire world would be ok
no, i’ll not take the half of anything!
give me the whole sky! the far-flung earth!
seas and rivers and mountain avalanches—
all these are mine! i’ll accept no less!
no, life, you cannot woo me with a part.
let it be all or nothing! i can shoulder that!
i don’t want happiness by halves,
nor is half of sorrow what i want.
yet there’s a pillow i would share,
where gently pressed against a cheek,
like a helpless star, a falling star,
a ring glimmers on a finger of your hand.
yevgeny yevtushenko, “no, i’ll not take the half…”