female gaze
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you ever know someone and you think “god i love you. i wish we could’ve known eachother when we were carefree and 11. i wish we could’ve played together as kids”
going on the internet to stare at things. going to a antique mall to stare at things. going to the aquarium to stare at things. going to an art gallery to stare at things. picking up a book to stare at things. going to the cinema to stare at things. &other such cases
I miss the days when, no matter how slow your internet was, if you paused any video and let it buffer long enough, you could watch it uninterrupted
if you're not obsessed with anything weird and niche please try harder. stop going outside for a while. consider getting weirder about the things you already like
“ᴡʜʏ ᴄᴀᴛs ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ: ᴀ ᴛʜᴇᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ғᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄs”, 1994. x
depression creature
sn♡py
[A white fortune cookie paper with black text on the front and an icon of a bee. It reads: This is your special month! All your efforts will be successful.]
Sorry I didn’t get back to you it’s just that I’m completely unfit for human interaction.
pedro pascal let me be your controversial age gap gf i promise i’ll treat you so good
Spider-Man by Francesco Mobili
the moon in paintings. x
imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy
My toxic trait is that I truly believe I could win a fight against anybody if I was mad enough. U might have the strength and size but I have pure, unfiltered rage.
Remus Chocolate Frog Card
jo march was. right. greta gerwig did her so much justice. jo march was an aching mess of a little woman. her older sister meg left, chasing her dream marriage, and jo with her inkstained fingers and cramped attic remained. amy went to europe, the perfect picture of a good lady, and jo, with her abrasive tongue and hot-headed temper remained. beth went to the beyond, having seen no dream but of kindness and family, dead from being kind and surrounded by family- and jo, always the odd one out, the one who loved her family in isolation, remained.
and laurie. laurie with his quicksilver grin and charming boyishness, jo's best friend. he loved her. she loved him too. just not the way he wanted. and jo knew. laurie went to europe and and loved amy truer and deeper than his infatuation with jo....and jo, with her guarded heart and sensible mind, remained.
always, always everyone thought jo with her oddity and jo with her beautiful, big, enormous dreams would go first. she remained.
i'm so lonely, she sobs. louisa may alcott fashioned a Jo March quirky and imperfect, and 150 years later Greta Gerwig made her into a desperately lonely child. Maybe when she was crying in the attic Jo could feel the weight of years on her shoulders, the realization that there was no childhood left, no sisters playing in a garden without care. No two neighbours simply being best friends. Nothing and no one had prepared her for this, and Jo March was so lonely.
Over the garden wall
Steve Harrington agere moodboard :3
Garrett Hedlund as Jack Mercer Four Brothers (2005)
Why does he look so serious…