a study in survival.

Freddie in 1977. Photos by Michael Ochs.

Barry Feinstein, Bob Dylan, Birmingham, 1966

“Is that all?“ she whispered. (…)                                                                                                                                    “That’s all there is.” 

Jane Birkin

call me by your name (andré aciman, 2007)

stupid

The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same.

Mark Hamill speaking to fans at Oxford Union. 

we may not get to choose how we die, but we can chose how we live. the universe may forget us, but it doesn’t matter. because we are the ants, and we’ll keep marching on.

warm up. finished Fangirl the other day. it was cute!!

Nature has cunning ways of finding our weakest spot. Call Me By Your Name dir. Luca Guadagnino

frank ocean by petra collins