Superlative photographs from a vintage yearbook from a Highschool near my hometown!
Irene & Joe voted “most attractive”, Billie & Marvin “Best all around”, and Nancy Faye & Ivan “most athletic”
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Kiana Khansmith
Jules of Nature
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Claire Keane
Misplaced Lens Cap
occasionally subtle
Peter Solarz
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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art blog(derogatory)
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Superlative photographs from a vintage yearbook from a Highschool near my hometown!
Irene & Joe voted “most attractive”, Billie & Marvin “Best all around”, and Nancy Faye & Ivan “most athletic”
An additional yearbook scan.
My scans of a 1940s local college yearbook
Alice Chalifoux on a Salzedo harp
Sorority pillow fight / University of Southern California, Los Angeles, 1949.
once again thinking about the fact that pupil (eye part) comes from latin pupilla (diminutive of pupa) i.e., “doll”, “little girl” because of the tiny reflection of yourself you can see in them
“I had not yet fallen in love, but I was in love with the idea of it, and this feeling that something was missing made me despise myself for not being more anxious to satisfy the need. I began to look around for some object for my love, since I badly wanted to love something. I had no liking for the safe path without pitfalls, for although my real need was for you, my God, who are the food of the soul, I was not aware of this hunger. I felt no need for the food that does not perish, not because I had had my fill of it, but because the more I was starved of it the less palatable it seemed. Because of this my soul fell sick. It broke out in ulcers and looked about desperately for some material, worldly means of relieving the itch which they caused. But material things, which have no soul, could not be true objects for my love. To love and to have my love returned was my heart's desire, and it would be all the sweeter if I could also enjoy the body of the one who loved me.”
—Saint Augustine, confessions
i never had my first kiss, and i would never have it with a random person, i want it to be special even if it happens on my twenties
How it feels to be a sensitive young man
what to do on a date (1952)
And the angels wouldn't help you, they've all gone away
Nevena Kokanova