Roberto Ferri: “L’amore, La Morte, e Il Sogno (Love, Death, and the Dream)”, Detail. Oil on Canvas, 2017
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Roberto Ferri: “L’amore, La Morte, e Il Sogno (Love, Death, and the Dream)”, Detail. Oil on Canvas, 2017
the statues of apollo and athena, at the academy athens, in a full moon night.
Lord Byron: Women, and some men, want me. Fish fear me. Dermatologists hate me. Hot singles in my area want to meet me. God WISHES he were me
milan kundera, ignorance: a novel
ocean vuong, on earth we’re briefly gorgeous
Do you ever realize how small and insignificant you are?
Favorite motifs in art: talaria
me, twirling my hair around one finger and giggling: bloodletting? to rebalance the humors? omg that’s cool. and then what happens? oh wow your beak is so big…..
You must have come here to destroy. The destruction you’ve caused in me couldn’t be more complete.
Teorema (1968) // dir. Pier Paolo Pasolini
Justice, Museum of the Netherlands
Justitia. Buste van een vrouw met een kroon en een ketting met een hanger in de vorm van een oog. In een inscriptie op de achterzijde aangeduid als ‘Giustitia’.
http://hdl.handle.net/10934/RM0001.COLLECT.8831
“…and my eyes were medieval,”
— Eeva-Liisa Manner, tr. by Herbert Lomas, from “Marie Therese: Parodies: 18,”
Marie-Helene Bertino
Cain, Lord Byron
when charles bukowski said "we're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! that alone should make us love each other but it doesnt." and when homer said "everything is more beautiful because we are doomed." and when donna tartt said "death is the mother of beauty" and when tahani on the good place said "knowing you dont have to be here forever will help you feel happier while you are."
I am alive the way I desire,
Or I no longer am alive.
the reason we are so obsessed with romance and why we consume it at every opportunity is because we’re looking for proof!!!!! we’re desperate for it!!! we just want to know it’s real but we never believe it not fully!!! we see two people madly in love and we swoon but that little voice in our head is always there saying it won’t last!!! by we i mean me this is an autobiographical post