Dec 9, 2024
It's important to always be by the sea. The sea is the element of love. The Greeks say so. Aphrodite emerged from the water. — Uncle Yanco, dir. Agnes Varda (1967).
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It's important to always be by the sea. The sea is the element of love. The Greeks say so. Aphrodite emerged from the water. — Uncle Yanco, dir. Agnes Varda (1967).
sorry boys, the ocean’s my bae
"The sea is the element of love. The Greeks say so. Aphrodite emerged from the water." — Uncle Yanco, dir. Agnes Varda (1967).
This would make a great soundtrack to something.
favorite actors and actresses aesthetics 5/? // ingrid bergman: black and white
“I have no regrets. I wouldn't have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry about what people were going to say.“
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Life is hard, And darling so is the way you treat me. I feel alone, I need to get up and leave and learn to be free. Life is rough, I feel so lonely; Why don’t we just move away Steal some money And forget how you treated me? The California surf, Is howling my name. The Nevadian rocks, Are prowling for me. But I’m here in Florida, My little surfer boy Wishing life could treat me fairly. Surfer lover of mine, I know your true feelings can’t hide While you’re scaling the waves of Hawaii. We’re sitting by the bay, You turned to me to say “I’ll love you forever,” But darling of mine Don’t you know nothing could be better Than this here with you now, It’s a shame you had to go now. You’re a tide, So wavering and free Please stop shouting you love me. I know you don’t mean it, When you go and leave me. I just wish, Eternally wish, For some freedom from this cruel world But my dear Not even with you Can I find some peace so lay off I’ve had it with the chaos. You should’ve told me, You only love me when you’re high. I can’t believe I fell for your sweet ‘hi.’ Go surf the waves, Masochistic lover of mine, You’re high by the beach And I’m torn by your screams. Go on and lie, I’ve heard it all before; You’re so ultraviolent While you tell me not to be confident. I hate you And your poisoning words of love, Get up and go I don’t want you anymore, My sweet love.
The Surf; C.D.