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Neon Genesis Evangelion S01E16 ‘Splitting of the Breast’ (Hideaki Anno, 1996)
I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.
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Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) dir. Céline Sciamma
Lee Jung-eun in Parasite (2019) dir. Bong Joon-ho
the fact that time passes and things change and people leave and you can only go back to a place physically and you will never be 14 15 16 again………….. i don’t understand how we are meant to endure that
Aaron Shandel shot by Michael Oliver Love
That smile…
“The worst thing in the world can happen, but the next day the sun will come up. And you will eat your toast. And you will drink your tea.”
— Rhian Ellis (via quotemadness)
“After Language” by Chaia Heller, from My Lover Is a Woman: Contemporary Lesbian Love Poems edited by Lesléa Newman (1996).
Lulu Wang writing a love letter to Barry Jenkins while being quarantined together 💙
Albany Ledger, Missouri, June 17, 1898
there’s a misconception that grief only happens when we lose people. this is not true. we can grieve circumstances, relationships, missed opportunities. in fact, sometimes when you find yourself plagued with waves of emotion from sadness to melancholy you may be grieving yourself. the version of yourself that you might have been if things had been different, or if only you had said something, or if someone had stood up for you.
I'm not friends with you because you serve a purpose to me, I'm friends with you because I just like you. That is to say, there is no one who can do what you do for me because what you do for me is just be you