help! I am trapped in a postmodern hellscape!
Only one is a wanderer; two together are always going somewhere.
Vertigo (1958) dir. Alfred Hitchcock
farm friends
Sex is fucked up and wrong. Jazz is pure
our meat brains have absolutely no idea how to even begin to picture numbers as big as a billion (now think about how many people have multiple of these & how many people are struggling to put food on the table, if they even have a table)
Anyway, eat the rich
hey thats my tweet
Bordeaux, 2016.
Poster for “Che” - 2008 by Steven Soderbergh.
“Hey, pretty girl, time to wake up.”
― Mulholland Dr. (2001) dir. David Lynch
Mulholland Drive (2001)
Mr. Jean-Paul Belmondo in the 1965 Jean-Luc Godard film “Pierre Le Fou”.
Sex is fucked up and wrong. Jazz is pure
