HAIRLINE FRACTURES

"AT THE EDGE OF MADNESS YOU HOWL DIAMONDS AND PEARLS." -- ABERJHANI

[lelaid]

Jean Paul Gaultier Haute Couture S/S 2016

[heartsways]

[dolldust-deactivated20180213]

[salparadisewasright-deactivated]

Probably about five people will think this is funny, and I hope the other four see it.

[salparadisewasright-deactivated]

…My calculations appear to have been in error.

[internet-recluse]

I for one am existentially terrified of the HMS Incomprehensible.

[salparadisewasright-deactivated]

His Majesty’s least Euclidean ship.

[madamspeaker]

Julie Andrews and Maggie Smith, pictured in Palm Springs, 1957 (x)

[lionessofwindsor]

The obvious choice for Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts.

[funeralmarketsuperstore-deactiv]

it’s okay if you are a deep-dwelling seamonster who has driven the few men who have seen you into a deep, irrevocable madness. you are valid. 

[lorelaiscoffee]

Carol (2015)

[rock-n-rollin-bitch]

Flo at home (x)

[kpfun]

[theliteraryjournals]

I didn’t like having to explain to them, so I just shut up, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the sea.

Albert Camus, The Stranger (via theliteraryjournals)

[ladylizaelliott]

“Cruella …” Ursula cautioned her. “Cruella, slow down … Baby? –Cruella you cannot Tokyo fucking Drift into our driveway, slow the fuck down!”… “Darling, look!” She proudly indicated the debris, amongst which the Charmings’ housewarming gift lay tread-marked and split down the middle from the weight of the car. “I did it! It must be enchanted, or I’d have never been able to hit it!” “You prepped our lawn for trench warfare so you could assassinate a goddamn garden gnome?”

You Don’t Gnome Me, by gin-eater, for LiveLoveLikeMe. 

[fuckyeahcultandindiefilms]

The Craft (dir. Andrew Fleming, 1996)

[gin-eater]

It warms the cockles of my heart to know that Bonnie and Rochelle still hang out.

[yashkonu]

when you ship a rarepair but youre real passionate about it

[peachpulpeuse]

I tried to argue that Ophelia resonated because Shakespeare had made an extraordinary discovery in writing her, though I had trouble articulating the nature of that discovery. I didn’t want to admit that it could be something as simple as recognizing that emotionally unstable teenage girls are human beings. … When Ophelia appears onstage in Act IV, scene V, singing little songs and handing out imaginary flowers, she temporarily upsets the entire power dynamic of the Elsinore court. When I picture that scene, I always imagine Gertrude, Claudius, Laertes, and Horatio sharing a stunned look, all of them thinking the same thing: “We fucked up. We fucked up bad.” It might be the only moment of group self-awareness in the whole play. Not even the grossest old Victorian dinosaur of a critic tries to pretend that Ophelia is making a big deal out of nothing. Her madness and death is plainly the direct result of the alternating tyranny and neglect of the men in her life. She’s proof that adolescent girls don’t just go out of their minds for the fun of it. They’re driven there by people in their lives who should have known better.

B.N. Harrison, from “The Unified Theory of Ophelia” (via shakespeareismyjam)

[bobbycaputo]

These Photos of Fireflies Are Straight From a Fairytale

Each year, Tivoli, New York photographer Pete Mauney awaits the arrival of the fireflies, and for about three weeks each summer, the bioluminescent insects settle beneath the moonlight around his house on quiet evenings. He shoots almost every night.

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[thistallawkwardgirl-deactivated]

Same