
пятница, 19 июля 2013
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

четверг, 18 июля 2013
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“Happiness is not the absence of problems, it’s the ability to deal with them.”
— Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
— Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

среда, 17 июля 2013
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
я не умею вставлять видео в дневник, так что просто напишу. i strongly recommend посмотреть 1ый эпизод сериала dates. в идеале - на английском или с субтитрами. не люблю разбрасываться словами вроде "гениально" или "шедеврально", но игра ооны чаплин выше всяких похвал.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table.
How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake.
Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves,
myself being myself.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake.
Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves,
myself being myself.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

вторник, 16 июля 2013
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.


the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.

the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
