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Pauline - 18 - infj

[signorformica]

Untitled / Expulsion from the Garden (2000). Fred Tomaselli (b.1956, Santa Monica, California). Christie’s • via Bibliothèque Infernale on FB

[pradaldi]

My “Cocotte Comics” short comic with random endings.

Available in French & English as printable PDFs here.

You can see it in action here : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zJfGWv0WsEg

[synqra]

Andreas Kronthaler for Vivienne Westwood - S/S 2012

[elisabetholsens]

Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018), dir. Ol Parker

[davidhansendesign]

Riad Madani Marrakech via Marie Claire

[lorde-daily]

lordemusic: tea at dawn, a deleted scene, and lady of the lake 🌿

[sloppystyle]

angery!

[bunjywunjy]

150 million years worth of reptilian fury contained in a body smaller than a shoebox

[somethoughtseeds]

[matstegen]

my creative type test by adobe is so cool it’s like a test for what kind of creative personality you have and i think you don’t have to be an artist/designer to try it! i do believe everyone is creative in their own way without having to work in creative industry

[happifying-things]

[jaubaius]

It belongs in a museum,I think

[su-whisterfield]

This is utterly fabulous!

[coffeestainedcashmere]

Notting Hill (1999)

[hiatus-lc-blog]

“At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.” In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over. Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms. When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.”

— Caitlin Moran 

[bdestyleinventory]

[robert-hadley]

Photo - AD Italia, October 1995

[ninebagatelles]

“We often have to explain to young people why study is useful. It’s pointless telling them that it’s for the sake of knowledge, if they don’t care about knowledge. Nor is there any point in telling them that an educated person gets through life better than an ignoramus, because they can always point to some genius who, from their standpoint, leads a wretched life. And so the only answer is that the exercise of knowledge creates relationships, continuity, and emotional attachments. It introduces us to parents other than our biological ones. It allows us to live longer, because we don’t just remember our own life but also those of others. It creates an unbroken thread that runs from our adolescence (and sometimes from infancy) to the present day. And all this is very beautiful.”

Umberto Eco (1932 - 2016, RIP)

[tohkyo]

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