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I had to watch this scene a bunch of times to work out posing and expressions—and it still gets to me!!!
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girls fighting evil: the muses // polyhymnia
modern muses inspire each other & themselves // 1, 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
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Close encounters by Marc MOL
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Ivan Aivazovsky (July 29, 1817 – May 5, 1900), “[…] most famous for his seascapes, which constitute more than half of his paintings. Aivazovsky is widely considered as one of the greatest seascape painters of all time.”
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Vintage Photobooth pictures c. 1930s-1960s
Source: vintagegal
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You don’t need another human being to make your life complete, but let’s be honest. Having your wounds kissed by someone who doesn’t see them as disasters in your soul but cracks to put their love into is the most calming thing in this world.
Emery Allen (via wethinkwedream)
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who taught you
that the
value of a woman
is the ratio
of her waist
to her hips
and the circumference
of her buttocks
and the volume
of her lips?
Your math
is
dangerously wrong
her value
is
nothing less
than
infinite.
‘Greater than’ by Della Hicks-Wilson (via brwnsknladi)
nationalgeographicdaily
Cades Cove, Great Smoky Mountains Photo: Christopher Ewing
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pronunciation | ‘miz-pa submitted by | afemmesnowwhite submit words | here
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There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.
Adrienne Rich (via turnphrasesintoweapons)
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Source: plasmatics-life
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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it’s you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
Pablo Neruda, I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You (via wilde4words)
