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Lana Del Rey for Rolling Stones Magazine

Lana Del Rey for Rolling Stones Magazine

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Hello darkness, my old friend…

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Landscapes, 2014 | by Anthony Samaniego
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Writers and filmakers, that is, people who describe the world, suffer from an occupational disease. They never experience moments in life quite spontaneously. You always look at yourself from the outside. Even as a child I always observed myself and the world. I believe that everyone who chooses this path in any way, who chooses to be a describer of life, suffers from this condition. It’s like a mental obsession. It can be a great pity too. It robs you of a certain joy in spontaneity.
(Michael Haneke, from My Life (2009))
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I don’t think writers realize that “strong female character” means “well written female character” and not “female character who punches stuff and shoots stuff”

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A Kevin Dart +Yuki 7 Inspired x Futurama Tin Draws!


A Kevin Dart +Yuki 7 Inspired x Futurama Tin Draws!

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Fucked me up something good

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Dita Von Teese for Lifestyle Mirror.
Photographed by Francesco Carrozzini.

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(by nadya ka)


(by nadya ka)
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We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.
(Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides (via beautifullitteraryquotes))