theclassicals:

some days I look half-decent

Gosh I miss this guy.

theclassicals:

some days I look half-decent

Gosh I miss this guy.

Cafe Angelina with my dear friend Angelina. Sloppy lip prints on my cup after drinking the greatest hot chocolate in the world.

Name three characters you think of when you think of me.

(Source: geekeryandhockey, via goodbyemarycrane)

A little bit of Europe, so far.

"And anyway, when did sexual attraction become the sole metric for physical beauty? Is a sunset “ugly” just because you don’t want to fuck it? What about a waterfall? A horse? Ireland? A song?"

Why We Need More ‘Ugly’ People On TV (via jumbleofnotes)

(via tenementhalls)

theclassicals:

from the winery today

dontwastegoodlipgloss:

Fat girls with a jawline are not the only kind of fat girls.
You best believe there’s heaps of hot fat babes with huge double chins and motherfuckin’ neck fat. 

(via showmethesneer)

cecefredzilla:

mackblesa:

wobbufetts:

aidn:

how the hell do i talk to people

Stand in front of them and press A

-jumps-

image

(via vaultdweller)

"You may
blame Aphrodite

soft as she is

she has almost
killed me with
love for that boy."

— Sappho, Blame Aphrodite (via lespommes)

(Source: camilla-macauley, via goodbyemarycrane)

Out of sight, out of mind I guess.

20aliens:

Lost in Translation (2003) Sofia Coppola

20aliens:

Lost in Translation (2003) Sofia Coppola

Fresh mozzarella, melon, prosciutto and bread are all I really need in this world.

Fresh mozzarella, melon, prosciutto and bread are all I really need in this world.

heteroglossia:

Foucault’s copy of Anti-Oedipus offered by Deleuze with drawings by his two children. Deleuze points to the drawings and notes in yellow, “Oedipus does not exist.”

heteroglossia:

Foucault’s copy of Anti-Oedipus offered by Deleuze with drawings by his two children. Deleuze points to the drawings and notes in yellow, “Oedipus does not exist.

(Source: universalestate, via theclassicals)

"When I began Faces I was bugged about marriage. I’ve always been against the institution of marriage. Not my marriage. Gena and I have always disagreed out in the open, we never hold back. But I was bugged about the millions of middle-class marriages in the United States that just sort of glide along. Couples married ten, fifteen years, husbands and wives who seem to have everything - big house, two cars, maid, teenage kids - but all these creature comforts have made them passive. Underneath, there’s this feeling of desperateness because they can’t connect. I would see married couples who had nothing to do with one another in their lives. If their tastes coincided they felt that they were quite remarkable in their marriage. And people would say, ‘Oh they’re so wonderful together’. But they come home, they just look at each other and say, ‘How are you?’ How was the day? What happened?’ and they have no love. The picture was a plea for returning to some kind of real communication. Most couples aren’t even aware that they can’t communicate. The whole point of Faces is to show how few people really talk to each other. These days, everybody is supposed to be so intelligent: ‘Isn’t it terrible about Nixon getting elected?’ Did you hear about the earthquake in Peru?’ And you’re supposed to have all the answers. But when it gets down to the nitty-gritty, like, ‘What is bugging you, mister? Why can’t you make it with your wife? Why do you lie awake all night staring at the ceiling? Why, why, why do you refuse to to recognize your problems and deal with them?’ The answer is the people have forgotten how to relate or respond. In this day of mass communications and instant communications, there is no communication between people. Instead it’s long-winded stories or hostile bits, or laughter. But nobody’s really laughing. It’s more a hysterical, joyless kind of sound. Translation: ‘I am here and I don’t know why.’"

— John Cassavetes (via nattym29)

(via johncassavetes)