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In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
Auli'i Cravalho performs ‘How Far I’ll Go’ from Moana during the 89th Annual Academy Awards
This is the most gorgeous girl outta Disney since idk when
I remember like ten years ago I scheduled a post for ten years time like "haha this will be funny, is tumblr even gonna be still here, this will be so funny and confusing" But like nah I still drink wine and scroll tumblr, blogging the same shit I have been for twelve years or whatevs
eilean donan castle, scotland, uk
Pia Douwes as Fantine in Les Miserables // 1991
ELIZABETH ARDEN PARTY DRESS, c. 1955
White lace outlined in black & trimmed w/ rhinestones & black velvet band at neck, fitted, full skirt w/ irregular cut-out hemline
‘You had better change your frock now: I will go with you and fasten it. Here is a candle.’ ‘Is it necessary to change my frock?’ 'Yes, you had better. I always dress for the evening when Mr. Rochester is here.’ This additional ceremony seemed somewhat stately. However, I repaired to my room, and, with Mrs. Fairfax’s aid, replaced my black stuff dress by one of black silk; the best and the only additional one I had, except one of light gray, which, in my Lowood notions of the toilette, I thought too fine to be worn, except on first-rate occasions.
jane eyre, charlotte brontë (via fuckyeahjaneeyre)
elizabeth having no one’s shit about her sister’s lack of affection