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liv; twenty-six, east coast

[popcultureds]

ATONEMENT 2007 | dir. Joe Wright

[sololangs]

everyday i mourn that my parents did not make me study five languages during my critical window of language acquisition (2 to 7 years)

[heateron]

hearts of darkness (1991) dir. eleanor coppola, george hickenlooper, fax bahr

[miamlsunshine]

[scorpionlafemme]

[miamlsunshine]

[coldbrewnette]

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

[miagothsource]

MIA GOTH MaXXXine (2024)

[semiotextiana]

what im learning is that you cannot avoid your way into a life you enjoy

[heartpdf]

me pretending my enormous feelings arent crushing me to death and carrying out routine tasks that are good for my health and longevity

[fiere-violet]

Source

[luthienne]

Anne de Marcken, from It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over [ID'd]

[hunnyfleur]

golden 🌼

[adviceformefromme]

Just a little reminder that there is another way of living, and despite everyone around you boozing, having casual sex, anxiety ridden, addicted to their screens, vaping and overspending to ‘fit-in’, this doesn’t need to be your story. This doesn’t need to be your life. Just know you have a choice. You have a choice to stay in and read Joe Dispenza on Thursday nights, you have a choice to set your 7am alarm on Saturday mornings so you can make the bootcamp workout, you have a choice to go to Toastmasters and refine your public speaking on Mondays after work. Just because everyone around you is living a life that doesn’t feel quite right for you, doesn’t mean you need to be a sheep and follow the crowds. Eagles cannot fly with pigeons. Know your power. Own your power. Stop allowing yourself to be plagued with feeling icky, and feeling small and doing things you don’t enjoy just because everyone else is. Just remember you have a choice. 

[radical-revolution]

[rai-r]

@jammvely/instagram

[soracities]

“the willows are singing again with unspeakable tenderness, trailing their leaves in the radiant water.”

— Louise Glück, from Lament in “Poems 1962-2012″ (via adrasteiax)