[cerceos-deactivated20160308]

Fábio Magalhães - O Grande Corpo (Oil on Canvas), 2008-11

[antiquesintheattic]

[fortuneaday]

[nononobodyunderstands]

Chaka Khan, 1975.

[tanyushenka]

Sunset in the Mediterranean, Palestine, 1933

[candiedspit]

An old poem from before the pandemic, 2020

[kosmogrl]

[goodpark]

Michael Donovan: Ali Michael in Vandals Magazine N°2

[kicker-of-elves]

cafe in Cartagena, Colombia

National Geographic April 1989       O. Louis Mazzatenta.

[phoebebyers]

[kristina100000]

mozzarella and cheddar when i open my fridge and its not their time to be added to a fuckalicious grilled cheese sandwich

[awgexo]

[kuchipachi]

white flag by lucia gallipoli

[apartmentstore]

my favourite post in the whole wide world

[darksynth]

Sophie Thatcher behind the scenes of Heretic(2024)

[teejseventeen]

[soracities]

“It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write. You want to meet strangers for dinner, and not refuse another drink at another bar. You want to dance. You want to find yourself in a basement, neck loose, bobbing your head as a group of musicians play, not because they should, but because they must. It’s summer now, and you’re looking forward to worrying less. You’re looking forward to longer nights and shorter days. You’re looking forward to gathering in back gardens and watching meat sputter on an open barbecue. You’re looking forward to laughing so hard your chest hurts and you feel light-headed. You’re looking forward to the safety in pleasure. You’re looking forward to forgetting, albeit briefly, the existential dread which plagues you, which tightens your chest, which pains your left side. You’re looking forward to forgetting that, leaving the house, you might not return intact. You’re looking forward to freedom, even if it is short, even if it might not last. You’re looking forward.”

— Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water