Beach Boys – Don't Worry Baby (130 plays)

hazelcills:

Don’t Worry Baby by The Beach Boys


The Nymph of Amalthea, 1780s

The Nymph of Amalthea, 1780s

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we need to talk about kevin, 2011

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art library selfie by a sunny window

art library selfie by a sunny window

"You can retell your life and remember your life by the shape, weight, color, and smell of those clothes in your closet. They are like the weather, the ocean—changing all the time."

Louise Bourgeois

hermosanikita:

Reinhard Görner, Venus und Amor, Detail (II), 2008LUCAS CRANACH D.Ä., 1530, GEMÄLDEGALERIE BERLIN

hermosanikita:

Reinhard Görner, Venus und Amor, Detail (II), 2008
LUCAS CRANACH D.Ä., 1530, GEMÄLDEGALERIE BERLIN

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thedoppelganger:

Miu Miu Fall 2014 Ready to Wear

"Cut a chrysalis open, and you will find a rotting caterpillar. What you will never find is that mythical creature, half caterpillar, half butterfly, a fit emblem of the human soul, for those whose cast of mind leads them to seek such emblems. No, the process of transformation consists almost entirely of decay."

Pat Barker, Regeneration (via commovente)

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breathingvioletfog:

The Mirror
dir. Andrei Tarkovsky, 1975

breathingvioletfog:

The Mirror

dir. Andrei Tarkovsky, 1975

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halogenic:

The infamous “mirror scene” from Jean Cocteau’s Orphée (1950).

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Fleetwood Mac – Silver Springs (877 plays)

lizardwife:

Can we just talk about how fucking soul crushing this song is?

Also, best of all time:

I’LL FOLLOW YOU DOWN

'TIL THE SOUND OF MY VOICE WILL HAUNT YOU

YOU’LL NEVER GET AWAY

FROM THE SOUND OF THE WOMAN WHO LOVES YOU

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Fleetwood Mac – Albatross (319 plays)

georgia-0-queef:

Albatross - Fleetwood Mac

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"

it will not be simple, it will not be long
it will take little time, it will take all your thought
it will take all your heart, it will take all your breath
it will be short, it will not be simple

it will touch through your ribs, it will take all your heart
it will not be long, it will occupy your thought
as a city is occupied, as a bed is occupied
it will take all your flesh, it will not be simple

You are coming into us who cannot withstand you
you are coming into us who never wanted to withstand you
you are taking parts of us into places never planned
you are going far away with pieces of our lives

it will be short, it will take all your breath
it will not be simple, it will become your will

"

Final Notations by Adrienne Rich

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