AVATAR: THE WAY OF WATER 2022 | dir. James Cameron
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Not today Justin
Misplaced Lens Cap
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Keni
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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AVATAR: THE WAY OF WATER 2022 | dir. James Cameron
Keanu, when asked what sort of girls he likes. 1994.
Quando all’uomo chiesero
di studiare, egli studiò.
Poi, pregarono l’uomo affinché
ricordasse, e lui ricordò.
Anni dopo, chiesero allo stesso
di capire, ma egli studiò.
Provarono, allora, a chiedergli
di pensare: non abituato,
riuscì solo a ricordare, in silenzio.
Prendo carta e penna, scrivo:
ti scrivo, mi scrivo di non pensarti.
Più ci penso, più ti penso,
più penso a me, lontano da te,
più mi scordo il tuo sorriso.
Mi manchi di notte, non dormo,
e le poche volte che lo faccio,
ti sogno, mi sveglio,
mi manchi, e non dormo,
ti penso fino a mattina.
Mi manchi di giorno, mi sento solo,
fra la gente, mi sento senza di te,
che non ci sei, e mi manca il tuo viso,
fra le luci riflesse sulle vetrine,
di sera, fra quelle del centro,
ti penso più spesso di prima.
Mi manchi anche quando mi scrivi:
se tu fossi qui, non dovresti farlo,
ma non sei qui, e mi mancano
le tue parole, le tue mani.
C’è chi mi consola,
oddio, c’è chi ci prova.
Nessuno però ancora
ha capito che sei tu
ad essere bella, mica la vita.
John William Godward (1861-1922) English Neo-Classicist painter
“A Persian princess” 1898, Oil on canvas, 45.5 x 40.5 cm. (17.9 x 15.9 in.), Private collection
John William Godward (1861 –1922)
I’m never gonna finish my ironstrange fic if stuff like this keeps coming up
Our people live, but our culture is dying. We are like a stone the ocean beats against. With each passing year a little more of us is worn away.
These little kids at MoMA were trying to recreate this piece of art and it made my life.
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“Do you wish I would fall back into your arms like the way people fall back into old habits?”
— kenzie lawson
“Loneliness is a sign you are in desperate need of yourself.”
—
Rupi Kaur
(via ignorance)
“I am weird, you are weird. Everyone in this world is weird. One day two people come together in mutual weirdness and fall in love.”
— Dr. Seuss (via flame)
important.