Len Casbolt - Invocation, 1947

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Keanu Reeves for Vanity Fair (1991)

way too passionate for casual

screamting

Maple leaf dragon is after your maple syrup

THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA (2004) dir. Joel Schumacher

In sleep, he sang to me. In dreams, he came. That voice which calls to me and speaks my name. And do I dream again? For now I find the Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my mind.

 I've always lived my life by the rule: "If you get, you give." ♡ 🐍

Sassy hips. ♡ 🐍

Vintage wind-up toy bear (USSR, 1920s-30s)

if you told vin diesel fast and the furious you were gay he'd be like "Some people like driving stick…some people like driving automatic…what matters is you cross the finish line.." and then he'd rev up a dodge challenger and drive through a building and kill 16 people

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Sophia Loren during the filming of The Fall of the Roman Empire, 1963

If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.

not to start a heavy subject but. sometimes I find myself in the company of people who had a very good childhood and a very functional and well-off family, and as we discuss these things they look at me with shock - and as if I am the shocking minority. being totally and fully oblivious that it's them who are a minority - and that whatever they think the average experience of a child is, in poland and otherwise, is simply untrue. the average child has it much, much worse than they could even imagine