be the woman that fixes another woman’s crown without telling the world it was crooked
be the woman that fixes another woman’s crown without telling the world it was crooked
“There are two times of the year. Autumn and waiting for Autumn.”— (via autumncozinesss)
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This anonymous patient artist at work in a French Psychiatric hospital was documented by Jean-Philippe Charbonnier in 1954.
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Tumblr is weird because sometimes you go to a mutual’s page and like/reblog half their content like you just broke in their house and imediately ate a little piece of all their food, tried out some of their clothes, sat on their sofa, and then just left.
And sometimes the mutual notices and does the same to your house.
And that’s encouraged here. I love it.
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no offence but i think a lot of us me included don’t actually want romantic love as badly as we think and really are just lonely and crave a closeness and intimacy that feels out of reach in friendships because of society’s emphasis on marriage and the nuclear family so we project that into the never ending search for a perfect love and a soulmate when really we all just want to mean something to someone
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ys19:
it’s just me and my unrealistic to-do list against the world
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one time I realized “wait, I can just not go” and it was all downhill from there
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Helen Oyeyemi, from White is for Witching
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Dark Academia is:
Whispering in latin to your classmates, talking about the teacher
Sketching dramatic statues no matter how talented you are
Some days wearing pristine outfits and others wearing mismatched socks
Thrifting all your clothing because you’ve researched the harm of fast fashion
Buying leather shoes too big for your feet
Keeping wine in a plastic water bottle
Annotating a dictionary, adding your own words and definitions
Learning to play the flute because your notes will haunt the halls wherever you play
Sleeping on the floor or on the roof
Doing things in places that seem out of place, like eating cereal on the floor or reading poetry on a banister
Leaving letters in the books you read for the person who picks it up next
Doodling with a black pen in the margins of your notes
A car trip to the drugstore in the ungodly hours of the night
Drinking wine with your friends and reenacting Hamlet or Romeo and Juliet
Using pretentious words yet still being kind about everything because being rude is not always okay
Complimenting people in very obscure ways (e.g. The way the shadows fall upon your face reminds me of the statue of persephone)
Taking selfies with statues in museums
Scratching quotes into your desk
Keeping a journal with you, writing down the way a certain thing made you feel or a person that you saw
Drinking earl grey tea whenever you get the chance
Speaking with a smirk, always look playful and alluring
Or with a scowl, permeating the room with a thunderous stare, drawing in those who seek mystery
Coming up with crazy conspiracy theories and laughing about them with friends
Trying to out-do your rival and sending them passive aggressive letters in any language you want
Crying over classical music and humming to rock songs
Writing poetry about everything, even if it’s only a line or two long
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“Peter deserves better”
“Peter was their friend too”
Yea but like if one of my friends had me and my spouse killed and tried to have our baby also killed, I would not be like “wahhhh but he is my friend”. Bitch no. Stop. Stop it now. Anything done before that is irrelevant. He’s a traitorous coward. Next.
The only reason “Peter was their friend too” matters is because his betrayal is *that much worse* when you realize that James loved Peter as much as he loved Remus and Sirius. James would have laid his life down for Peter if he needed it, and Peter offered him up on a silver platter to a madman.
Peter doesn’t deserve better. Peter deserves far worse.
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“One thing I know,that I know nothing. This is the source of my wisdom.”
– Socrates
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The thing that really gets me about the last Job scene is that Crowley says “See? Nothing has to change.” but for Aziraphale everything has changed.
He’s suddenly no longer as “pure” as he was, no longer as worthy. He might not be being dragged down to hell but in his mind he’s still Fallen even though it’s not official.
In that moment Crowley has gained a companion but Aziraphale has lost everything.
So of course when Aziraphale not only gets the chance to go back to heaven but is told that he is exactly what heaven needs he accepts
And of course Crowley refuses
Because to Aziraphale they would be regaining everything they’ve lost, but to Crowley they would be losing everything.
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Effi Briest (1974)
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