LONG WALK TO THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE

indie fandomless oc / written by celeste

[weltonboys]

found in the little free library by my home

[artandchocolate]

Susan Sontag - “Death Kit”

[riteworn]

anyway just thinking about lars and his shitty ancient laptop and his truck that he bought off his dad and the way that he writes in little notebooks whenever he can and how he bought a pack of cheap hair ties at a convenience store so he could tie his hair back when he’s writing/driving and he hasn’t lost a single one and how he’s so quiet and so ready to listen to anyone everyone and how he does his best to see the best in everything and i’m in love w/ him

[riteworn]

me coming back to lars after 2 months: who is this man 💓

[keanu-reeves64]

[cristinaricci]

Keanu Reeves playing a god in Point Break (1991)

[riteworn]

rewatching point break and how come they just let keanu look like that it’s so fucked up 

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very bold of me to make this blog at the end of last semester and not use it at all <3

[loki-tv-daily-deactivated202105]

keanu reeves by Cail harvel (1988)

[artthatremindsmeofhannibalnbc]

William MacKinnon, After Rothko, 2014 Acrylic, oil and enamel on linen

[geopsych]

Taken a couple minutes apart. The red first rays of sun colored the ridge then as the sun rose into clouds and the ridge darkened its fiery last beams lit the farm. A great example of how fast light can change and alter the whole look of a place. Once again I thought of all the ways an artist can portray the same landscape.

[marisatomay]

happy “the great gatsby is now in the public domain” day to all who celebrate

[riteworn]

saw a bunch of gifsets from point break and now i wanna rewatch it 😩

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lars flirting really be like "here's an annotated copy of one of my favourite books, please read it so we can discuss it over coffee and a slice of pie when i see you in three months in the middle of the night at a small town diner"

[lifeinpoetry]

I know I’m American because when I walk into a room something dies. / Metaphors about death are for poets who think ghosts care about sound. / When I die, I promise to haunt you forever. / One day, I’ll write about the flowers like we own them.

— Noor Hindi, from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying,” published in Poetry (via lifeinpoetry)

[persephone-nymph]

Keanu Reeves (1987) 

shot by Karen Hardy Bystedt

[riteworn]

tag drop FINALLY --