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© Henri Coudoux
I got the meaning of ‘compagno’. People who share bread together. Does it mean ‘family’? That’s so close… It means ‘companion’. But I think that’s the base of a family. — Bread of Happiness (2012) ‘しあわせのパン’ dir. Yukiko Mishima
Bedroom sunlight - Michael Banning , 2020.
American , b. 1966 -
Oil on panel , 24 x 24 in.
i am once again asking for sloppy tongue kissing
Király Nikoletta (Hungary b.1978), Oil on canvas
…under the sincere guise of hatred I simply loved […], only in this type of love (repulsion) I loved him with greater strength than had I loved him in the simplest form — attraction.
Marina Tsvetaeva, from Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922; “A Hero of Labor” (via enthymesis)
bitches will bring a million things to do on a train ride or long car trip and then spend the entire time looking out the window and daydreaming. i’m bitches
The Times Recorder, Zanesville, Ohio, June 11, 1929
no no dude listen.. being the friend IS the benefit
all I do now is take pictures of the citrus in my apartment 🍊
detail of ‘odalisque’ by philippe-jacques van brée .
Castalia, Roberto Ferri
i have a big forehead and it’s filled with loving thoughts
its so awesom when a cat sniffs
To cure the soul by means of the senses, and the senses by means of the soul.
- Oscar Wilde
The talented Mr. Ripley (1999)
every time i see a cat and they look up at me i’m always like you have no idea…. you think you’re regular huh? think you’re normal? well you’re small and cute and silly. you have no idea