Dark academia in Japan
french is NOT the language of love it is not romantic it has not and will not ever make anyone swoon. it is however possibly the funniest language ever. there is nothing more entertaining than listening to a frenchman. clownstongue
touch is a primal language, like thought, or pain. we learn it before we can walk - being held by our parents, shoved by other children, licked by friendly animals. it is our first interface into the world around us, our first way to communicate.
That’s no.... surprise. THE INVISIBLE MAN (2020)
“Stellar nebulae or nebulous stars.” An introduction to astronomy. 1868. Internet Archive
hey, we should sleep together
Not sexually, just tangled up together, smiling sleepily and sharing warmth with the other
That would be really nice, and who else would I want to do it with than someone like you? 💘
“Whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, I’m sending you love. You’re my friend to the end.”
— Spike Jonze / Her
Summer Milky Way at The Pinnacles Desert, Western Australia
Nikon d5500 - 50mm - ISO 3200 - f/2.8 - Foreground: 6 x 10 seconds - Sky: 35 x 30 seconds - iOptron SkyTracker - Hoya Red Intensifier filter