ABSOLUTELY AMAZING DISCOVERY MADE TONIGHT, LADIES

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ABSOLUTELY AMAZING DISCOVERY MADE TONIGHT, LADIES
Boy holding a pride flag at a LGBT pride parade in San Francisco, June 1988, by Daniel Nicoletta
Vasilisa Donbay ph.
no one’s ever gonna really truly get you but that’s okay because you get you and you get to have this secret magical world that is entirely your own in the expanse of your imagination
today I are. tired.
oh sweet sweet sounds of 80s synthesizers, alleviate me
The Astronomer’s Garden ~ Ulla Thynell
“Of all the people I knew well at Bennington, I knew least about her. She was very put-together, very controlled. One year at the end of term, a bunch of us had been up all night for days; I remember she calmed us all down by reading aloud from P. G. Wodehouse. And Donna was always dressed. She wore what was appropriate for the hour of the day. She dressed for dinner. She liked well-tailored boys’ suits. If you went to her room at four A.M.—she was an insomniac—you’d find her sitting at her desk, smoking a cigarette, wearing a perfectly pressed white shirt buttoned to the top, collar studs, trousers with a knife crease.”
— A former classmate on Donna Tartt (via helenstroy)
Boyish // Japanese Breakfast
what’s poppin i have a deep, empty loneliness i can feel in my bones and i don’t know how to function
what was y’alls first Mother Mother song. i’m curious. mine was Infinitesimal and i completely misinterpreted what it meant and i thought it was about being creative and working at what you do and the beauty and wonder of creating things (as an artist this message hit me hard and for a while it was a cheer-up song for me), but then it was still a very good message.
Maurice (1987) dir. James Ivory
me: :(
mr keating: the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse :)
me: :)
A divorcing couple divides their beanie baby investment under the supervision of a judge. [Reuters, 1999]