Le rayon vert
dir. Éric Rohmer
1986
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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YOU ARE THE REASON

Love Begins
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Cosimo Galluzzi

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Claire Keane
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

Origami Around
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@enfadadaaa
Le rayon vert
dir. Éric Rohmer
1986
Eartheater - RIP Chrysalis cassette
Yoshijiro Urushibara: Camellias in a vase (1938)
A Palestinian couple breaks their fast on the beach in Gaza City during Ramadan. Mohammed Abed / AFP / Getty
Can I waste all your time here on the sidewalk?
Can I stand in your light just for a while?
I've waited around to wait in a room
Having a hard time watching you
Going on walks around the neighborhood look like this:
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Chicharron and Pewee (2010 Modesto) RIP to both they were so sweet and sassy
El Amenazado//The Threatened One— Jorge Luis Borges
“Es el amor. Tendré que ocultarme o que huir."
"It is love. I will have to hide or flee.”
Sunday nights in my life are reserved for self love. Specifically in spending time by myself or sharing space with someone I really enjoy/love spending time with. Win/win. It’s nice to look forward to that at this point. Closing/starting the week off in v intentional personal spaces. Currently sitting with myself, in a bath. The week was weird. I find myself proud of having kept my head above water. Of letting moments pass and not letting them consume me, in this case the weird ones. Gotta trust that the universe is doing its thing and instead focus on manifesting my personal long term intentions/the grind. Everything in its right place.
i miss bathtubs :(
consistency is key!!!!!!!
Even bees drown in honey sometimes
One thing I miss about 2016 was how willing I was to put my art out. I wasn't as critical, I was just creating, it wasn't over thought.
I have to get back to this mentality.
Listening to Blonde, on my laptop like it's 2016. Wondering if given the chance to go back to that year I would. In this exact moment the answer would be yes. It's been 7 years since 2016, 5 since I last saw you. I still miss you. Life is weird.
Cormac Powers
Fuji City, 1999-2001, by Chris Steele-Perkins.