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“We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.”

― Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

taylorlq

from the dress i wore at midnight leave it all behind

neckkiss

JUST DO IT

cametotheshowinsd

folklore | taylor swift ❀ [July 24, 2020] A tale that becomes folklore is one that is passed down and whispered around. Sometimes even sung about. The lines between fantasy and reality blur and the boundaries between truth and fiction become almost indiscernible. Speculation, over time, becomes fact. Myths, ghost stories, and fables. Fairytales and parables. Gossip and legend. Someone’s secrets written in the sky for all to behold. In isolation my imagination has run wild and this album is the result, a collection of songs and stories that flowed like a stream of consciousness. Picking up a pen was my way of escaping into fantasy, history, and memory. I’ve told these stories to the best of my ability with all the love, wonder, and whimsy they deserve. Now it’s up to you to pass them down.

natgeofound

Young lovers embrace beside the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, 1960.Photograph by Thomas Nebbia, National Geographic Creative

ryan-corr

👩‍🦰 🔥🔥

snownonthebeach-deactivated2023

FOLKLORE (2020)

It started with imagery. Visuals that popped into my mind and piqued my curiosity. Stars drawn around scars. A cardigan that still bears the scent of loss twenty years later. Battleships sinking into the ocean, down, down, down. The tree swing in the woods of my childhood. Hushed tones of “let’s run away” and never doing it. The sun drenched month of August, sipped away like a bottle of wine. A mirrored disco ball hovering above a dance floor. A whiskey bottle beckoning. Hands held through plastic. A single thread that, for better or for worse, ties you to your fate. Pretty soon these images in my head grew faces or names and became characters. I found myself not only writing my own stories, but also writing about or from the perspective of people I’ve never met, people I’ve known, or those I wish I hadn’t. An exiled man walking the bluffs of a land that isn’t his own, wondering how it all went so terribly, terribly wrong. An embittered tormentor showing up at the funeral of his fallen object of obsession. A seventeen-year-old standing on a porch, learning to apologize. Lovestruck kids wandering up and down the evergreen High Line. […]

wishfulthinkinglove

so this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you, saying, “I’m sorry for that night”

thecinamonroe

Marilyn Monroe in her dressing room with photographer John Florea and hairdresser Gladys Rasmussen, 1953.

60sgroove

my favorite groovy goddesses: pattie boyd ♡ jane birkin ♡ jane fonda ♡ ingrid pitt ♡ edwige fenech ♡ sharon tate ♡ shelley duvall ♡ sissy spacek ♡ stevie nicks ♡ catherine deneuve ♡ françoise dorléac ♡ marianne faithfull ♡