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peaceinthestorm · 1 year ago
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Carl Vilhelm Holsøe (1863-1935, Danish) ~ Reflections, n/d
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notbecauseofvictories · 5 months ago
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I was sitting in my hostel's common room (journaling and absentmindedly eating dinner) and tripped and fell into a two hour discussion with a British man who happened to be sitting there as well. We discussed international politics and I managed to hold my own---who knew I had this many opinions about the ICJ? Also he kissed my hand afterward, which has to be the most charming thing to happen to me in recent history. Now I'm sweetly cradled in wine bed and listening to a recording of the opera I wanted to see...it's okay, actually. Everything is wonderful.
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francesderwent · 6 months ago
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#but the point is Taylor has never once let a man get away with anything #she’s called out cowardice and insensitivity and coldness and every other thing that a girl ever felt wounded by #and now she comes after what’s almost the last villain standing: the good guy who just won’t fucking propose
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marejadilla · 3 days ago
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Elena Montull, "Tras el café (After the coffee)", 2012, acrylic painting. B. 1976 Fraga, Huesca, Spain.
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meisterdrucke · 2 months ago
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Woman Reading in an Interior by Carl Holsøe 
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allanodyne · 7 months ago
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Does anyone know the other side?
by AllanOdyne
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subaquatic-skyscraper · 6 months ago
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Are you still a mind reader
A natural scene stealer
I’ve heard great things Peter
But life was always easier on you
Than it was on me
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tariah23 · 7 months ago
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Not Suge Knight of ALL people acting as if he’s mr. morales himself 😭… Lord-
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sailforvalinor · 7 months ago
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No listen because can we talk about “Peter.” Can we please talk about “Peter.” Because there’s something about that song that makes it more and more gut-wrenching to listen to on each repetition
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autoneurotic · 2 years ago
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ok. in case anyone was wondering. 2mg of prazosin coupled with 50mg of seroquil will actually mKe your PTSD nightmares roughly 5 times worse
#if i wake up crying ONE MORE TIME#if i dream about dying or going to the hospital or surgery or prison or war or dying dying dying i will lose my fucking mind#maybe have already lost it#this feels like precision crafted torture#last night i had to put on a performance and whoever i was with was fucking it up#and it was like. a life or death thing. if we fucked it we were toast#and this person FUCKED IT#the next stage was a cooking competition#i fucked that. at the end this bitchy blonde woman came out the bathroom and was like#i found these food containers in the trash. someone’s cheating#i threw those away and i was NOT cheating but was blamed and KILLED. OVER COOKING#THEN. i worked back at the retirement home i worked at when i was 19#but it was a like. government jail facility#and i had stolen a bunch of stuff and was sneaking out when the early early AM crew came in#and as i was slipping past them the FEAR of being caught and found out was so so so real#it was three women in housekeeping attire and i remember clearly thinking They’re Going To Find Me Out And Report Me I’m Fucked#THEN. i was kept against my will in my old elementary school but it was a hospital#there were some rooms that were like. opulent ballrooms#some were scary industrial cement floored backrooms type places#i was sitting in a line in front of the glass windows with maybe 10 other people#and we were all being interrogated. there was something medically and pressingly wrong with me#but everyone was ignoring me#we were there for hours and i kept sobbing sobbing please let us GO and they WOULDNT#none of these ever sound as terrifying as they actually are all types out like this#but rest assured. they are so so so vivid and real. every night i have flashes of lucidity#where i think This Is Real. I Am (Going To Die) Dying/Going To Prison/Irreperably FUCKED
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obsessivetherian · 1 year ago
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most of the time I'm fine. the rest of the time I freak out because the blinds were pulled up by six inches and think someone, a stalker, broke into my place and raised them so they could surveillance me better.
my mother, who raised them to stop the rain from damaging the window sill and didn't tell me, looks at me funny and says I'm blowing up over nothing.
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seanprouvaire · 1 year ago
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the thing about miserable political art films is the only person who watches them is a gallery attendant forced to be there
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marejadilla · 23 days ago
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Amanda Greive, "Wallflower", 2022. Oil on Wood Panel. American, b. 1978.
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the-acid-pear · 1 year ago
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A good chunk of my dream today was spent on a bus traveling with my dad where after a very long while of being annoyed by an old woman an old classmate whose face and voice i remember but his name i don't encouraged me to tell her, and tell her i did. At first i started speaking formally but by the end I snapped and i was straight up screaming about how she's annoying and i hate to see her face every time i get on this goddamn bus and it was time someone told her these things. There wasn't a reaction from anyone because i was waking up tho so the dream fell apart before my own eyes.
#luly talks#there were also some moments of claustrophobia probably because my horrible anxiety as of lately#first one was after me and my dad tried to skip paying ticket we were forced to go to the corner behind the bus driver seat#between the machine to pay#and wait until the next stop to do so#second time was after i went to sit on the back because the middle had some weird long seats#there was a very weird guy next to me but i was ignoring him until between him and some other guy (it wasnt intentional they weren't trying#to hurt me but they were doing it anyway) i got stuck and i was like begging them to move snd let me go and saying i was stuck#as i tried to squiggle away#i got away from that bug fuckin g BITING them#and finally the last was before i finally snapped where someone screamed something and i looked out of the window and i realized the bus#was going underwater so i grabbed onto this classmate and ducked down not even caring about it being weird#but then it cleared like nothing and due to that stress i just snapped at the woman#who let me give more context: when my dad and i tried to skip paying she started talking shit in that old woman fashion#but then she wouldn't stop complaining about this student who had done a graffiti because apparently the bathrooms were trash#and one of the things i told her is ''you can have us from morning til noon making graffitis and cleaning them up but that won't change#that the bathroom is still shit#also i think she wanted to cause some repercussions for me speaking like that bc she was like DONT YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I WORK AT ...#and i was like No i don't i never heard of it im new im from the city but with the most arrogant tone ever#anyway it was fun
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ktz-tl · 2 years ago
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(Parenthesis)
4 years ago.
March 12, 2019.
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meisterdrucke · 2 months ago
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Interior with a Woman Reading by Carl Holsoe 
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