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Sade Olutola

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izzy's playlists!
Noah Kahan

Origami Around

if i look back, i am lost
Stranger Things

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The Stonewall Inn
Show & Tell
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Mike Driver

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Richard E. Grant and Paul McGann on the set of Withnail and I, taken by Ralph Steadman.
You’re lucky that you never had to deal with the Tokio Hotel mania then
© Gustave Doré
to the film photgraphers round here
I want to learn a bit about analog photography ? Actually they sell quite a lot of old cameras on the market near my home and I think I might buy one and test and learn - but I don’t even know enough about this type of cameras to make a good choice ...
Are there analog photographers round here willing to brief me with the 101 ?
AJA PALMER
szare, nudne i bez wyrazu
Vincent van Gogh (Dutch, 1853-1890) - Old Cemetery Tower at Nuenen, 1885
the libertines are the band playing on as the ship goes down, they’re the scattering of glitter stuck to the grimy club floor, the dead-skin-dust that hangs in the sunlight, blinding bright. the libertines are songs in the shape of hearts and words in the shape of knives. they’re the friend that you’ll meet again and again and the endlessness of a three minute song. greasy chips in newspaper, ragged bunting, 2017 and everything’s off the ration. lullabies that coil up your spine and settle in the folds of your brain. songs for screaming and loving and dying. the libertines are concrete slabs smashed into crazy-paving, the dandelion lawn round the back of the off-license, the wind that sweeps litter from the streets, and the back room fag smoke smog that swirls with ghosts and whispers and hidden kisses.
Dog Day Afternoon (1975)
Getting my shit together
I thought I should spend the next month concentrating on my fitness and health, and lose a bit of weight.
Soooo I’m looking for fitblr to follow and people starting their fitness journey so that we can be motivated together ! Like or reblog this post so that I can check your blog out :)
Part 2 of the previous spread (bit late...). I really like this one because it represents everything I’d like my bullet journal to be : a part of productivity, a part of journaling, a part of creativity, a part of randomness.
this really is.. a good look
ugh
Paul Simonon and Joe Strummer The Clash, 1978
Spread from last week (another spread is coming at the end of the day because I went a bit overboard with the massive journal entries haha.
I drew Lou Reed because I was listening to one of his albums on a loop so I decided he should become the theme of the spread.