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I will never paint again. Everytime i paint i go full on pygmalion over the painting and at this point I'm tired of loving inanimate objects.
Herbert James Draper “The Lament for Icarus” 1898 by Plum leaves Via Flickr: Herbert James Draper (1864-1920) English Classicist painter. oil on canvas Tate Britain, London
“Perhaps – I want the old days back again and they’ll never come back, and I am haunted by the memory of them…”
— Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind
I yearn for death so much it physically hurts
fairies wearing stonehart jewelry’s “floating butterfly wings” .
Emil Lauffer (1837-1909), Kriemhild’s Accusation (Kriemhild accuses Gunther and Hager of murdering her husband Siegfried), 1879, oil on canvas, 191 x 300 cm. National Gallery Prague
Corvids have a basic grasp of the theory of mind - the ones who hide their food will remember who saw them bury it, and will come back to stash it elsewhere when they know they’re no longer watched. They are vaguely aware that others are also capable of thinking and planning, and anticipate that another bird would seize the treasure later, if ever given the opportunity.
Many corvids also mate for life. They have foods they prefer more than others, and it has been discovered that they can also know and remember their partner’s favourites, and bring those treats to each other, even if they personally don’t care for this food source.
Is that love? A crow cannot be forced to do something it does not want to do, they do as they please and it pleases them to bring gifts to their partners. What is love but joy that stems from the joy of another?
Do they know what love is? A jackdaw knows that another jackdaw it can see has seen it in return - do they know that a spouse that brings them treats does it as a treat to themselves as well?
Do these birds know what love is? Do they know that they love, and are loved in return?
Masculine and feminine are over. Its just The Urge now. The desire. The torment.
One of a kind vintage pieces by Sororité Vintage
Charlotte Brontë — Jane Eyre
Roberto Ferri, details and edit.
“To get born, your body makes a pact with death, and from that moment, all it tries to do is cheat.”
Louise Glück, from A Slip of Paper
It's either i fail this trimester or i die no in between.