Alfred Hitchcock by Francois Gragnon, Cannes, 1963.
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Alfred Hitchcock by Francois Gragnon, Cannes, 1963.
A study of Charly in black and white. Wassup peeps?
I forgot I had this account
okay.
the director of The Matrix Trilogy and V for Vendetta just came out as a trans woman, which is something usually we should be supporting were it not for the circumstances of how she came out.
Lilly Wachowski was doorstepped by The Daily Mail, blackmailed, told that if she didn’t come for an interview with them they would out her. Lilly was forced to come out before she was ready.
this is disgustingly unethical journalism and general human behaviour, and it’s not the first time this has happened.
after the Mail outted Lucy Meadows, a primary school teacher, in 2013, she killed herself. this is ridiculously irresponsible and dangerous and it has to stop because lives are at risk.
read the full article and sign a petition against The Mail’s behaviour here
and please reblog so this circulates
2015/12/17 Osaka
photo by Victor C. (thefullfrxme.tumblr.com)
I wish people would stop asking me where I think I’m going to be in 5 years. I don’t have 2020 vision.
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione: We're going down the trap door
Neville: (ง •̀_•́)ง
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Lizards probably.
Home of the Day by - inrod
i. i remember those nights i couldn’t sleep so i’d spend hours tracing your spine with my fingers. ii. and the way you always kissed as if you were dying; the way your tongue spelled out ‘life is fleeting’ inside my mouth. iii. —your voice dripping poetry, a voice that could wake sleeping kings; your bleeding heart haphazardly sewn on your sleeve; your eyes, centuries old, detailing terrible storms.
flashes of memories // l.h. (via fscottfitzgerld)
Atonement (2007)