Actress Dominique Defoe HD Photos and Wallpapers November 2025

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗

last year, on my birthday *november 10th* I felt this intuitive pull that something needed to dramatically change. I felt completely beaten down and hopeless. As someone made of hope and fight, it was like I could barely even face myself in the mirror out of shame (weird bc most of what I was upset about were things out of my control?) I think it’s easier to blame myself than external things/people because one can really only control themselves and I was stuck in a relationship of punishment with myself but that’s exactly what is expected of women. And I hate to be predictable. So out of defiance, insanity, whatever tf, I bought a one way ticket to France to begin writing a novel which has been the earliest dream of mine I can remember. anyways, these are just snippets lmao and there’s a lot left out but this is a bit of the first half of my creative resurrection year. It was CRAZY to read back on my thoughts and feelings bc they feel so foreign to me, especially with all of the amazing, complicated, difficult, gorgeously inspirational things that have happened. it’s especially surprising bc who i was then thought future me would hate her for not being as on top of it or productive as possible but i just feel sympathy and love for someone who was clearly trying their best to survive and hold onto themself. I could say a lot more but honestly I’m proud of myself🫧 @kathrinegulla took these pictures of me in an apartment in the marais, thank you🥹💗💗💗