that’s a beacon i will remember...
he has crafted a play that shrouds us in a deep, deep fog of human depravity, and then, like a lighthouse, those two girls…
Christine Baranski for Town & Country Magazine photographed by Emilio Madrid (2022)
tag 9 people you want to know better/catch up with
stolen from @moxyphinx <3
Last Song: “Sarah Onstage”, courtesy of Lisa Gutkin on a zoom call.
last movie: sleepy hollow. Another one of those odd tim burton films
currently watching: the 9 second video ON LOOP of me and the indecent cast on a zoom call
currently reading: in the shadow of islam (isabelle eberheardt) for a class and it’s quite interesting!
currently craving: more quesadillas (that was dinner)
i’m tagging: uhhh anyone! hii!
CARMEN CUSACK as Alice Murphy in BRIGHT STAR
If you knew my story you’d have a hard time Believing me, you’d think I was lying Joy and sorrow never last I’ll die trying not to live in the past
pls tell me about all the fun things you find fascinating!!!! even if i think they’re the most boring things ever i will listen intently because i know it feels good to have your interests appreciated! and i love talking to my friends so it makes me happy to see them excited over the things that bring them joy
that "OKAY SO" before someone u love starts infodumping........ most blessed feeling in the world
today apparently just didnt exist
i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm
Barbra Streisand, 1970. Photograph by Cecil Beaton
carmen kazoosack
days of the week;
monday: snoozing your alarm clock, navy, seeing the moon in the morning, vanilla ice cream, writing poetry, blurry photographs, windswept hair, iced coffee
tuesday: seeing a cat on the street, a light rain shower, untied shoelaces, indistinct music from someone else’s earphones, empty coffee shops, denim jackets, long train rides
wednesday: pastel highlighters, drinking water, group laughter, plucking daisy petals, floral scents, counting down to a birthday, peonies
thursday: old books, a downpour, telling the truth, comfortable silence, hand holding, wrapping a gift, the smell of leather, reminiscence
friday: neon lights, sweet cravings, a little bit drunk, falling in love with a stranger, remembering your dreams, cherry red, late night showers, desserts at midnight
saturday: watering plants, childhood cartoons, a bowl of cereal, meeting someone new, waking up early and laying in bed, spontaneous plans, sitting on a rooftop
sunday: strawberry smoothies, golden hour, a soft feeling of wistfulness, lazy afternoons, 4pm naps, lofi mixes, deja vu, long daydreams, lighting sparklers
i’m guilty of this too, unfortunately.
dear friends, PLEASE keep saying the thousand other things, even if you think it’s weird and clingy because i promise you that i won’t be annoyed. i crave active conversation constantly!!!
shut rhe fuck uppp