she loved

mine

[pierppasolini]

His Motorbike, Her Island (1986) // dir. Nobuhiko Ōbayashi

[lanadollrey-111]

“She’s like a dream girl. And I think a dream girl should live in a dream world.”

[rosierlily]

badgley mischka spring 2023 rtw

[houseofnadeen]

[poetryofmanya]

Oscar Wilde, De Profundis.

[cottageaesthetic]

[voirlvmer]

I built a small blue town inside myself—

blue chapel, blue steeple, blue houses, blue storefronts, blue school. A scale model of

a place I’ve never lived lives in me. Always

in shadow, the dark blue of deep shade— blue rooftops, blue windows,

blue doors. Inside, you can see it: everything

so steeped in shade, it’s soaked to the bone. Blue streets, blue lawns,

blue barns in the blue hills surrounding. The sun

never thinks to rise, to rinse clear with its light the small blue town.

Maggie Smith, “Small Blue Town, Goldenrod

[antigonick]

you and I Are suddenly what the trees try To tell us we are: That their merely being there Means something; that soon We may touch, love, explain.

John Ashbery, excerpt of “Some Trees”, in Library of America (via antigonick)

[softestaura]

Bella Hadid at the Met Gala 2022

[chrxyw]

do you enjoy writing letters?

[dreamypng]

https://twitter.com/daily_dolce/status/1408432800391483395?s=20

[just-shower-thoughts]

There are more human hearts in the world than humans

[lovemetosaturn]

[megairea]

They loved each other, but neither Would admit to the other they could: As enemies, they saw each other, And almost died of their love. In the end they parted and only Saw each other sometimes in dreams: It was long ago they had died, But they scarcely knew it, it seems.

Heinrich Heine, from “They loved each other, but neither” (tr. by A.S. Kline)

[iladyse]

[ancientsstudies]

The palace smelled of stone and paint, of people and food and beeswax floor polish.

The garden smelled only of flowers and earth.

[cosmicvngel]