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Pink Moon - Nick Drake.
Saw it written and I saw it say Pink moon is on its way And none of you stand so tall Pink Moon gonna get ye all And it’s a pink moon Yes, a pink moon Pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon Pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon I saw it written and I saw it say Pink moon is on its way And none of you stand so tall Pink moon gonna get ye all And it’s a pink moon Yes, a pink moon
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Passing through Times Square by Mareen Fischinger
date of origin: 8th of november, 2006.
this is so beautiful especially given the state of the piano and where it’s left,, how they gave it life again and also the song choice i cried watching this yeah
[Transcript:]
“Dancing in The Moonlight” by King Harvest sung and performed on the piano. Some laughter and chatter in the background.
video description: an upright piano is upside down in a clearing full of foliage. A man is lying on his back on the ground and reaching up to play the song on the keys.
i wish i was as cool as her..
Carly Rae Jepsen for Paper Magazine (2019)
Embroidered snowy steps>
when Lemony Snicket wrote “I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you everyday” that hurt me
“I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them. I will love you as the pesto loves the fettuccini and as the horseradish loves the miyagi, and the pepperoni loves the pizza. I will love you as the manatee loves the head of lettuce and as the dark spot loves the leopard, as the leech loves the ankle of a wader and as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness of the napkin, and the squinting eye of the reader loves the smudged document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written. I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp… I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguished and rebuilt from the handsomest and most susceptible of woods. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close… I will love you until your face is fogged by distant memory. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else–and i will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all. That is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.”
Lemony Snicket The Beatrice Letters
every sunday the line between me and a medieval laywoman going about their daily routine during the plague outbreak of 1348 blurs
dont make me tap the sign
what’s the pink they put in pink lemonade that makes it so poppin
that’s pussy babe!
fucking lovely
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