posted 8 hours ago + 305 notes — via andersondaily

" My whole belief system is that our paths are drawn for us. " - Gillian Anderson

" My whole belief system is that our paths are drawn for us. " - Gillian Anderson

#my favorite leo


posted 1 day ago + 13,131 notes — via dakotanicole, © supermodelgif
supermodelgif:

Angelina Jolie, Brittany Murphy, & Winona Ryder at the premiere of Girl Interrupted

supermodelgif:

Angelina Jolie, Brittany Murphy, & Winona Ryder at the premiere of Girl Interrupted



posted 1 day ago + 25,151 notes — via whatisthiswitchcraft, © nya-kin
#girls #yeah


posted 3 days ago + 270 notes — via astrolocherry

astrolocherry:

pisces experience constant deja vu or flashbacks from dreams and places they have wandered previously. they are magical realists who tend to believe they have been somewhere before. every moment promises a piece of enchantment for pisces



posted 3 days ago + 6,808 notes — via heathyr, © 20aliens

20aliens:

The Adventures of Guille and Belinda and the Enigmatic Meaning of their Dreams by Alessandra Sanguinetti

I spent my childhood summers at my father’s farm outside Buenos Aires. After the long highway drive and dusty dirt road, as soon as we arrived, I would run to the front of the car and begin the delicate process of unsticking the crushed butterflies from the still hot radiator. Most of them would be terminal, but one or two would cling to my finger, slowly regain center, revive and eventually fly away, always leaving behind some dust from their wings. 

I have two older sisters, but when I was nine, they were teenagers, existing in another dimension, so I would wander pretty much alone around the corrals, the sheds and the fields, talking to the horses and the cows, feeling sad for the perpetually frightened sheep, following my father as he made his rounds, chatting with the foreman’s wife Isabel, looking for snake skins on tree branches, turning beetles right side up, and flying kites made from newspapers.  In the evenings I cut up old New Yorker magazines my mother brought back from her trips to the US, and with those pictures I illustrated my own journal, “The Bumble Bee”, which I would sell to my parents for one peso.

At night we would set up chairs outside and wait impatiently for UFOs to appear, and count falling stars. The only trips we would take were to Doña Blanca’s place, where my father would bring tires to be fixed, and buy eggs, cheese and homemade jam. She had packs of dogs and puppies that would greet us jumping and clawing; sheep, goats, rabbits, ponies roamed loose, and heaps of animal bones, scrap metal, and old furniture were all in chaotic display. In the country, most places go from a dull quietness to an eruption of movement and noise when visitors arrive,  so I assumed back then that at Doña Blanca’s something out of the ordinary was always about to happen.

My parents sold that farm in 1981, and it would be a long time until I returned to the countryside. When I did, it was to his new smaller farm to the south of Buenos Aires, and I was older, just back from a year studying photography in New York.  One day my father took me along for a short drive to have someone fix his broken windmill pump. We drove a few kilometers and slowed down near a group of trees. A pack of wild looking dogs rushed out,  jumping and scratching at the pick-up truck doors, and a round woman opened a flimsy wire gate and walked towards us, both smiling and shrieking at the dogs to shut up.  It was Juana.  I spent the next few years visiting Juana constantly, photographing her animals and listening to her tales of days long gone,  her musings on life and on the Bible. She would tell me all her animals’ names, their histories, and, while gutting a freshly killed boar that she had raised, insisted that if you paid enough attention to animals you would be able to understand and see that each one is singular. 

There were always many visitors at Juana’s, and most of them would sit silently sipping mate and leave without saying a word. Once every couple of hours a car would drive past,  or a man on horseback would ride by and tip his hat in salutation. The most regular visitors were her grown daughters Pachi and Chicha, who lived nearby with their own families. They’d come over with their youngest daughters Belinda and Guillermina, and chat as they prepared sweet fried bread and sipped mate. Beli and Guille were always running, climbing, chasing chickens and rabbits. Sometimes I’d take their picture just so they’d leave me alone and stop scaring the animals away, but mostly I would shoo them out of the frame.  I was indifferent to them until the summer of 1999, when I found myself spending almost everyday with them. They were nine and ten years old then, and one day, instead of asking them to move aside, I let them stay.

#i love this


posted 3 days ago + 82,591 notes — via allisonwndrland, © slayboybunny

slayboybunny:

its embarrassing being a happy crier. also an angry crier. definitely a sad crier too. actually you know what im pretty much just always crying 



posted 3 days ago + 21,523 notes — via fuck-yeah-cacti-and-succulents, © crumpetsandcrabsticks
crumpetsandcrabsticks:

ended up making a pattern with these anyway 

crumpetsandcrabsticks:

ended up making a pattern with these anyway 

#i live for cactus patterns #cacti and desert plants


posted 3 days ago + 22,513 notes — via asghz, © robertkazinsky

Costume DesignThe Fifth Element (1997)

by Jean Paul Gaultier



posted 4 days ago + 1,822 notes — via morganagreyjoy, © life1nmotion
life1nmotion:

House in Vincennes / AZC

life1nmotion:

House in Vincennes / AZC

#i'm going to recreate this in the sims cause i'm a dork


posted 4 days ago + 41,639 notes — via whatisthiswitchcraft, © xthegirlwithkaleidoscopeeyesx

Her: We finish each other’s s-
Me: -ocial justice rants.

#dylan


posted 4 days ago + 17,577 notes — via lipstick-feminists, © princeowl

princeowl:

reminder that the matrix trilogy was written and directed by a trans woman (lana wachowski) along with her brother

one of the most influential and iconic sci fi movies was created by a trans woman and MORE PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS!! lana wachowski is a babe and an inspiration, one of the few female directors in hollywood as well as one of the few transgender people in hollywood. 



posted 5 days ago + 135,322 notes — via heathyr, © indikos

blvckzoro:

indikos:

burned my hand curling my hair today

worth it

Man listen….

#girls #yes


posted 5 days ago + 29,331 notes — via theysayfreak, © awwww-cute
#dream cat


posted 5 days ago + 6,943 notes — via werewolf-kid, ©


posted 6 days ago + 131 notes — via softshinythings, © alternativealley

alternativealley:

Little Hell // City and Colour