eerilyschtum.

Ghosts are real. This much, I know. There are things that tie them to a place, very much like they do us. Some remain tethered to a patch of land, a time and date, the spilling of blood, a terrible crime. But there are others. Others that hold onto an emotion: a drive, loss, revenge, or love. Those, they never go away.

— Crimson Peak, 2015 Dir. Guillermo Del Toro

“no longer a danger to herself or others, she made up her mind and laced up her shoes, yelled down the hall but nobody answered, so she walked outside without an excuse, she could do anything she wants to, she could do whatever she wants to do, she could go home, but she's not going to, so she picks a direction, it's ninety in memphis, turns up the music so thoughts don't intrude, predictably winds up thinking of elvis and wonders if he believed songs could come true, I'm asking for it if they do, doesn't know what she wants or what she's gonna do, a rebel without a clue, so we spent what was left of our serotonin, to chew on our cheeks and stare at the moon, said she knows she lived through it to get to this moment, ate a sleeve of saltines on my floor, and I knew then, I would do anything you want me to, I would do anything for you, I would do anything, I would do anything, whatever you want me to do, I will do, whatever she wants, whatever she wants, whatever she wants, whatever you want, whatever she wants, whatever you want, I will do anything, whatever you want, I will do anything, whatever you want, whatever she wants, whatever you want, whatever she wants, whatever you want.”

”وقتی که دستای باد قفس مرغ گرفتارو شکست، شوق پروازو نداشت، وقتی که چلچله ها خبر فصل بهارو می دادن، عشق آوازو نداشت، دیگه آسمون براش فرقی با قفس نداشت، واسه پرواز بلند تو پرش هوس نداشت، شوق پرواز، توی ابرا، سوی جنگلای دور، دیگه رفته از خیال اون پرنده صبور، اما لحظه ای رسید، لحظه پریدن و رها شدن میون بیم و امید، لحظه ای که پنجره بغض دیوارو شکست، نقش آسمون صاف میون چشاش نشست، مرغ خسته، پر کشید و افق روشنو دید، تو هوای تازه دشت به ستاره ها رسید، لحظه ای پاک و بزرگ، دل به دریا زد و رفت، با یه پرواز بلند تن به صحرا زد و رفت.“

— souvenir d’alphonse lavallée

it's been a long time coming, but it's officially autumn again.

”تو رگ خشک درختا، درد پاییز میگیره، بارون نم نمک آروم، روی جالیز میگیره، دیگه سبزی نمیمونه، همه جا برگای زرده، دیگه برگا نمیرقصن، رقص پاییز پر درده، گرمی دستای من کم شده، دستاتو بده، دستای سرد منو گرم بکن، باد پاییز سرده، آفتاب تنبل پاییز، دیگه قلبش سرده، بازی ابرا و خورشید، منو آروم کرده، تو رگ خشک درختا، درد پاییز میگیره، بارون نم نمک آروم، روی جالیز میگیره، دیگه سبزی نمیمونه، همه جا برگای زرده، دیگه برگا نمیرقصن، رقص پاییز پر درده، گرمی دستای من کم شده، دستاتو بده، دستای سرد منو گرم بکن، باد پاییز سرده، آفتاب تنبل پاییز، دیگه قلبش سرده، بازی ابرا و خورشید، منو آروم کرده.“

“papa, I know you're going to be upset, cause I was always your little girl, but you should know by now, I'm not a baby, you always taught me right from wrong, I need your help, daddy, please be strong, I may be young at heart, but I know what I'm saying, the one you warned me all about, the one you said I could do without, we're in an awful mess, and I don't mean maybe, please, papa, don't preach, I'm in trouble, deep, papa, don't preach, I've been losing sleep, but I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, I'm gonna keep my baby, he says that he's going to marry me, and we can raise a little family, maybe we'll be all right, it's a sacrifice, but my friends keep telling me to give it up, saying I'm too young, I ought to live it up, what I need right now is some good advice, please, papa, don't preach, I'm in trouble, deep, papa, don't preach, I've been losing sleep, but I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, I'm gonna keep my baby, daddy, daddy if you could only see, just how good he's been treating me, you'd give us your blessing right now 'cause we are in love, we are in love, so, please, papa, don't preach, I'm in trouble, deep, papa, don't preach, I've been losing sleep, but I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, I'm gonna keep my baby, papa, don't preach, I'm in trouble, deep, papa, don't preach, I've been losing sleep, papa, don't preach, I'm in trouble, deep, papa, don't preach, I've been losing sleep, papa, don't preach, I'm gonna keep my baby, papa, don't preach, papa, don't preach, don't you stop loving me, daddy, papa, don't preach, I know I'm keeping my baby.”

there’s something so strange and beautiful about shelley duvall’s face. she’s gorgeous.

— The Shining, 1980 Dir. Stanley Kubrick

— Showgirls, 1995 Dir. Paul Verhoeven

— grinning cheshire cat