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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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almost home
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NASA
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The Bowery Presents

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Misplaced Lens Cap

Product Placement
official daine visual archive
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Jules of Nature

Love Begins

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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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Shelley Duvall wasn’t a demure 70s coquette for your moodboard or a nutcase driven mad by Kubrick’s harsh directorial hand. She was a woman with no prior acting experience or training who jumped into the industry and made her mark. She was an unforgettable personality on the screen; so down to earth and approachable yet aloof in her own way. She had a gift that can’t be taught in a drama college; her onscreen manner felt natural. Contrary to urban legend, she didn’t go completely insane after the Shining. She produced 3 successful children’s television series throughout the 80s and 90s and earned a Peabody award and two Daytime Emmy nominations. She was passionate about creating quality entertainment for children.
Many who worship celebrities only worship an image or a constructed narrative, and, admittedly, there’s no way for any of us to have known Shelley as a person beyond her work in film and television. Still, when I look at her I see someone who worked hard to create so many wonderful things, and I think her talent was so much greater than what people gave her credit for.
lou reed of the velvet underground, 1974.
JANE BIRKIN is dead JOAN DIDION is dead and ME i feel also not so good
theyve been giving cloven hooved beasts the faces of men lately
“On March 28, 1941, Virginia Woolf loaded her pockets with stones and walked into the river Ouse. Her husband, Leonard Woolf, was obsessively punctilious, and had kept a journal every day of his adult life, in which he recorded daily menus and car mileage. Apparently, nothing was different on the day his wife committed suicide: he entered the mileage for his car. But on this day the paper is obscured by a smudge, writes his biographer, Victoria Glendinning, a brownish-yellow stain which has been rubbed or wiped. It could be tea or coffee or tears. The smudge is unique in all his years of neat diary-keeping.”
— JAMES WOOD, from How Fiction Works.
Courtney Love, amazing photo taken on a disposable camera by a fan named David Roberto on March 12, 1995 - Special Events Center, Tampa, FL.
Silent film goddess, occult practitioner and alleged vampire: the incandescent THEDA BARA.
i wish there were more than 24 hours in a day and beverages were $1 and growing up didn’t hurt so much
BLACK SWAN (2010) dir. Darren Aronofsky
Hey man, oh leave me alone you know Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta Hey man, I gotta straighten my face This mellow thighed chick Just put my spine out of place…
Lucia Dovičáková — Dreaming About Death on Pink Sofa (oil, canvas, 2022)
i hope you are being compassionate with yourself today. you are your oldest childhood friend
The heart literally remains a child