Joan Crawford photographed by Irwin Bueller, 1928.
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities, 1859
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I wish I was special.
I gave all my special,
Away to a loser,
Now I’m just a loser.
I used to be special.
But you made me hate me.
Regret that I changed me.
I hate that you made me just like you.
I think deep down…I knew you’re not my forever…I think I knew I would never love you. You’re not someone I want to raise children with nor are you someone I want to grow old with. I know very well what you’re doing to me.
Lolita (1962)
Adrian Lyne - Lolita (1997)
Jeremy Irons & Dominique Swain in Lolita (1997, Adrian Lyne)
‘And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.’
Lascivious | Kitty • cupless bra + ouvert knickers in layered soft tulle ruffles + satin
“I ask for silence. My story is long and mournful, like Ophelia’s hair.”
— Alejandra Pizarnik, from Some Of Shadow’s Texts in “Extracting The Stone Of Madness: Poems” [translated by Yvette Siegert] (via adrasteiax)
I just took this bit of video yesterday but even to me it looks like the beginning of an animation about two goose friends who paddled out together one morning to explore the world.
i love that the phrase is “in love” like love is a place. like somewhere you could live.
““Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.””
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