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Janaina Medeiros

Love Begins
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Jules of Nature
One Nice Bug Per Day

Origami Around
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

@theartofmadeline

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@doug-man-1989
Some Democrats think the party has gone too far left and needs to readjust towards the “center.” Rubbish. Where’s the center between democracy and oligarchy, and why would Democrats want to be there?
In a Dream by Anna Akhmatova
Jerónimos Monastery Lisbon, Portugal
Anne St. Marie on California Coast Harper's Bazaar, November, 1954. Tom Palumbo. Gelatin silver.
Ilhéu da Vila In Azores islands | danielkordan
Alphonse Mucha
Théodore Gudin - Smugglers' cave in the moonlight (1866)
The Buried Moon, 1916 by Edmund Dulac (French, 1882–1953)
These Killing Times album pre-order
Goodbye Marjane Satrapi (1969-2026)
Repose en paix, dear Marjane Satrapi (1969-2026).
You were my goal during my teenage years. Photographs by Rahi Rezvani 🖤
A Ghost in the Snow
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
"The red fire-light glowed on their two bonny heads, and revealed their faces animated with the eager interest of children [...] They lifted their eyes together, to encounter Mr. Heathcliff: perhaps you have never remarked that their eyes are precisely similar, and they are those of Catherine Earnshaw." - Wuthering Heights
This scene begged to be drawn!! Heathcliff tormented by the eyes of Catherine in the faces of her kin that he has chosen to exact his revenge on, realizing that the thing he hates is the same as the thing he loves, reflections on reflections... so good!!!