✨ rattle the stars ✨

27. She/her. Just havin fun

[huariqueje]

Quiet winter night - Carol Collette

Canadian , b. 1945 -

Watercolour and Etching , 8 x 5 in.

[limerencs]

[dilfgifs]

Viggo Mortensen as Aragorn  The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)

[zombeesknees]

#the burgundy pajama shirt + evenstar necklace + curtain bangs combo did so much for cinema everywhere

[20thcenturystarlet]

Girls in photo booths, 1940s-1980s

[scatterghosts-deactivated202411]

Andrew Eldritch is Moving Back to Leeds by The Mountain Goats // The Sick Child and Girl By the Window by Edvard Munch

[nealmcclure]

Gradient colors of The Blue Ridge Mountains.

[shisasan]

𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟸, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟽 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚒̈𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚗, 𝟷𝟿𝟶𝟹-𝟷𝟿𝟽𝟽

[warmfuzzyphoto]

August 1970

Austria

[jerseyclown]

i hate being an adult because no matter how hard you try your house is never ever ever ever ever clean

[barrel-crow-n]

[sweatermuppet]

[sitting completely still in my own bed] this world is gutting me like a fish

[random-brushstrokes]

Ivan Trush - Sunset in the forest (1904)

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The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)

[doctorcurdlejr]

I can be normal about things. Don't look at my blog.

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Hans Baluschek (1870-1935)

"City railway station" (1904)

Oil on canvas

[mactiir]

obsessed with mass market paperbacks. their pleasing rectangular proportions. how they fit badly in a hoodie pocket so you can drag them around everywhere with you like a temporary little buddy. the way they fit in your hand because they're MADE for human hands and not as bookshelf decoration. the way the pages feel when you riffle them gently with your thumb. How pristine and crisp they look when you get them and how creased and folded they look when you're done, even if you try to be nice to them. how that wear is okay, how that's correct actually, because they're made with the philosophy that books aren't meant to be PRETTY, they're meant to be read. that little ripple new ones get on the left side from where you hold them when you're reading, the way the ripple only goes as far as you've read, because u change stories by reading as they are changing you. how you can find thousands of these creased and folded and loved little dudes in every thrift store and used book shop and neighborhood library and you can instantly see the ones that someone carried around in a backpack for weeks or read to pieces or gave up on halfway through because they wear being read like fresh snow wears footprints. I love these poorly made, subpar little rectangles so much. truly the people's books.

[de-mykel-deactivated20251015]

Henri Matisse. Open Window, Collioure, 1905.

oil on canvas