The Wild, Wild World of Jayne Mansfield (Charles W. Broun Jr., Joel Holt & Arthur Knight, 1968)
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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The Wild, Wild World of Jayne Mansfield (Charles W. Broun Jr., Joel Holt & Arthur Knight, 1968)
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The train used to run in both directions, but these days it's a one-way ride. Still want to go?
Spirited Away 2001 — dir. Hayao Miyazaki
Mary Oliver, from The Fire
Claudia Keep (American, b. 1993, Low Moor, VA, USA, based Burlington, VT, USA) - Dog Park, After Dark, 2022, Paintings: Oil on cradled Wood Panel
I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
“To sit alone or with a few friends, half-drunk under a full moon, you just understand how lucky you are; it’s a story you can’t tell. It’s a story you almost by definition, can’t share. I’ve learned in real time to look at those things and realize: I just had a really good moment.”
— Anthony Bourdain, in his final interview
''i wasted those years'' who cares. you lived the only life you could've lived in those moments
Princess Mononoke 1997 — dir. Hayao Miyazaki
be busy. busy not checking messages. busy reading those books you never started or finished. busy having a good night of sleep. busy taking care of yourself and your skin. busy moving your body. busy helping your community. busy reflecting on your life and what you can improve. busy doing things aside from the capitalistic viewpoint of “productivity.” busy slowing down.
i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too
maybe growing up is just becoming who you were at 14 again but learning how to love her this time
you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day
Full moon at the Temple of Poseidon in Sounio, Greece
ideal living situation is what i call the 'sitcom special' : having all your closest friends live in the same apartment building or neighborhood where you each have your own space but can wander in and out of eachothers homes at will, seemingly always welcome and never at bad times. and also all of you only have jobs when its important to the plot.
Collecting books is great until you have to move all of them at once and realize that every one of the little bastards weighs about as much as a brick and collectively have the mass of a neutron star
He asked me when I fell in love with him and I knew it sounded dramatic to say the moment I saw him, so I told him this story of my grandma who had Alzheimer's- she forgot her name and the words for fruit and food, she forgot her address and how to use the washroom, all her life lost to the disease. The only thing she remembered was her son's name and when that began to fade, the one thing she always remembered was that she loved him, even in illness, even in insanity. She saw this 6 foot 2 man with a scrubby beard and she didn't know him but she said she trusted him, she asked him to hold her hand when she died. When does memory end and love begin? All I know is- she loved him before she remembered him.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire