Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Mike Driver
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

blake kathryn
NASA
will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle
taylor price
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Sade Olutola
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@lordforbid
You know a piece of media is special when it's in your top 5 but you wouldn't recommend it to a single other person
Andrej Dugin aka Андрей Дугин (Russian-German, b. 1955, Moscow, Russia, based Stuttgart, Germany) - W. Shakespeare, Hamlet and Ophelia (+ detail), Mixed Media on Paper
I just read a detailed account of the Bal des Ifs and I’d never realised how funny this event was when you don’t focus on Madame de Pompadour. All I was taught at school is that it was the masquerade ball in 1745 where Louis XV first took (public) notice of la Pompadour, but what I didn’t know was that the former royal mistress had recently died so there was a vacancy so to speak, and a lot of noblewomen showed up specifically hoping to catch the King’s attention. But he came dressed up as a shrub (a yew tree similar to the ones in the royal topiary gardens) along with seven other men in identical costumes, so no one knew for sure which one was the King. People always focus on how Madame de Pompadour recognised the royal shrub and talked to him, but what about the women who didn’t!! History is written by the winners but I want to hear about the women who doggedly danced the minuet with random shrubs hoping this one was the one. My book mentions that a determined noble lady followed a yew tree outside the room on a hunch, only to find that she had bet on the wrong shrub. This is what the shrub costumes looked like by the way, imagine stalking one all over the park of Versailles at night because you think his gait looks kingly and you are an ambitious noblewoman
these are important postscripts, thank you
Andrew Garfield about grief
Cabinet of Curiosities, c.1690 by Andrea Domenico Remps (Italian, 1620–1699)
the relationship between a girl and her bedside table is very special
Frankenhooker (1990) dor. Frank Henenlotter
she would do numbers on tumblr.com
i love mondays and i hate fridays. this is who i am i cannot change
jonny bolduc, “gut” 2015
Nendoroid Sadako (Good Smile Arts Shanghai)
The Bitter Tears of Petra Von Kant (1972)
Director: Rainer Werner Fassbinder
Take your son, sir! (1851)
Ford Madox Brown, England