#90 today

[nousaimonsbrigittebardot]

Brigitte Bardot photographed by Jack Garofalo on her 40th birthday in Saint-Tropez (Var, Côte d'Azur), France for Paris Match, September 1974.

[chapinfan69]

Jean-Louis Trintignant

[forsoothsayer]

Desert II by Adunis

In a time that confronts me, “You do not belong to me,” I retort back, “I’m not of you,” and struggle to understand it . . . I am now a hue, a silhouette displaced among its tasks, a puzzle camped inside a skull. Space is a shrinking horizon, a window trudging away and the day is threads that tear inside my lungs and ruffle the sky. A rock under my head. Everything I said about my life and its death repeats itself in silence. Do I contradict myself? That’s true. For I am now a shoot today and I was a harvest yesterday. And I am between water and fire and I am embers and roses and I am sun and shade and I am not a god. Do I contradict myself? That is certainly true... Closed is my house door and darkness is my mattress, a pale moon carrying a handful of light. My words failed to send my gratitude to him. He closed the door, not to chain his joys . . . but to release his grief. Everything will arrive, already old. Find another companion, not this madness. Groom yourself to remain as a stranger. The sun no longer rises: she sneaks past frightened then disappears, covering her feet with straw . . . I expect death to come at night, and to cushion a rose in his embrace I am tired of this dust that covers the brow of wonder. I am tired of people’s exhales.

[lolofangirl]

Happy birthday Nico!!

[formfollowsfunctionjournal]

[olivertrees]

why the FUCK

is it so HOT

in APRIL 

[pepperdoken]

UGH ALL RIGHT I’M GOING TO PUT IN MY AIR CONDITIONER