I am looking neither respectfully nor disrespectfully. I gaze without recognition of your form, and without understanding.
this has such powerful nebular energy? like season 4 castiel?
it’s exactly like season 4 castiel
i find it so beautiful how we all read the same poetry and miss different people
basil: how does one get out of the friendzone?
dorian: omg bestie who put you there?
“you want to kill your circumstances”
May I offer you some frogs in this Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week?
You can get them as a sticker HERE
i have this sticker on my laptop and i love they
I’m so happy you like them!!!! <3
“I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art.”
— Helena Bonham Carter (via 5791m)
“Old George Orwell got it backward. Big Brother isn’t watching. He’s singing and dancing. He’s pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother’s busy holding your attention every moment you’re awake. He’s making sure you’re always distracted. He’s making sure you’re fully absorbed. He’s making sure your imagination withers. Until it’s as useful as your appendix. He’s making sure your attention is always filled. And this being fed, it’s worse than being watched. With the world always filling you, no one has to worry about what’s in your mind. With everyone’s imagination atrophied, no one will ever be a threat to the world.”
— Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby
Virgil Finlay (1914-1971), “Famous Fantastic Mysteries”, Vol. 5, #4, 1943 Source
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There are so many ways to make moodboards, bookcovers, and icons without infringing copyright! As artists, authors, and other creatives, we need to be especially careful not to use someone else’s work and pass it off as our own.
Please add on if you know any more sites for free images <3
one thing i have learned this year reading a lot of old-timey diaries is that they straight up did not know anything about medicine. i mean less than nothing. sylvia plath writes in her journal that she’s got a bad cold but fortunately the doctor has prescribed her some cocaine drops so she should be okay. louisa may alcott is like well i am in horrible pain for no apparent reason (after being treated with mercury for the fever she developed working as a nurse in a civil war hospital) but fortunately i am able to sleep pretty well at night thanks to this opium i’ve been prescribed. franz kafka is totally fine all spring and summer just writing about going out for coffee and seeing plays with his friends and then november hits and he’s like “i am in agony life is meaningless i am a worm upon the earth” and it truly is like franz buy a sun lamp king
it’s so weird how we live in a golden age of science & medicine and we know more than any generation that came before us, while simultaneously every day feels like the opening scene in a post-apocalypse movie
deaky as a dad… this is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen 💛
Il Sorpasso (1962), dir. Dino Risi
Keith Richards in the sun.
Sharon Tate, 1968. Photo by James Silke
The Beauty Of A Woman
