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It’s that thing when you’re with someone, and you love them and they know it, and they love you and you know it… but it’s a party… and you’re both talking to other people, and you’re laughing and shining… and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes… but not because you’re possessive, or it’s precisely sexual… but because… that is your person in this life. And it’s funny and sad, but only because this life will end, and it’s this secret world that exists right there in public, unnoticed, that no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us, but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess.

Frances Ha (2013)

Title: The Final Scene
Artist: A Single Man
Played: 731 times

nicghesquiere:

The very beautiful final scene of A Single Man, 2009, directed by Tom Ford.


Hello darkness, my old friend…

furples:

Lindsey Wixson 
Giorgio Armani Privé HC S/S 12 

“All my life I’ve been harassed by questions: Why is something this way and not another? How do you account for that? This rage to understand, to fill in the blanks, only makes life more banal. If we could only find the courage to leave our destiny to chance, to accept the fundamental mystery of our lives, then we might be closer to the sort of happiness that comes with innocence.

“Fortunately, somewhere between chance and mystery lies imagination, the only thing that protects our freedom, despite the fact that people keep trying to reduce it or kill it off altogether. I suppose that’s why Christianity invented the notion of intentional sin. When I was younger, my so-called conscience forbade me to entertain certain images—like fratricide, for instance, or incest. I’d tell myself these were hideous ideas and push them out of my mind. But when I reached the age of sixty, I finally understood the perfect innocence of the imagination. It took that long for me to admit that whatever entered my head was my business and mine alone. The concepts of sin or evil simply didn’t apply; I was free to let my imagination go wherever it chose, even if it produced bloody images and hopelessly decadent ideas. When I realized that, I suddenly accepted everything.”
Luis Buñuel

February 22, 1900 — July 29, 1983

“Stop faking your fucking orgasms. Society already tells young men that they run the fucking universe - if they can’t turn your cunt into a shooting star then for god’s sake, let them know about it.” — Some more little life lessons, by Daisy Lola (via sh-ocking)

Title: Skrivet I Blod, Ristat I Sten
Artist: Skitsystem
Played: 48 times

lifeless-mind:

Skitsystem - Skrivet I Blod, Ristat I Sten


Behind The Scenes of The Virgin Suicides
(photos from the special features on the DVD)

Title: Critical Madness
Artist: Autopsy
Played: 50 times

gotham-city-hardcore:

Autopsy - 1988 Demo


“I don’t like the gringos at all. They’re very boring, and they’ve all got faces like unbaked rolls.” —

Frida Kahlo

Something to consider while appropriating her art, adapting her beauty to fit eurocentric standards, dressing up as her for Halloween, misrepresenting her political affiliations, painting her as Diego Rivera’s tragic crippled wife, etc.

(via nevertriedablackgirl)