[borysvolodymyrovychpavlikovsky]

Aneurin Barnard as Mariah Mundai (5/?)

[yoonona]

The Goldfinch Relationships: Theo & Boris

~“Don’t you trust me?” “Yes, but — ” “Well, then. Trust me on this, please.”

~The thing I’d never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying it out loud to him in the street —which was, of course, I love you.

~ I will say, you are the only boy I have ever been in bed with!

~I was, friend of his youth and blood of his heart!

[borispav]

“I’d fallen back to sleep shortly after, lulled by his bitter, beery unwashed smell and his breath easy in my ear…”

[henry-marchbanks]

caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only—if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn’t it? and isn’t the whole point of things—beautiful things—that they connect you to some larger beauty?

[borispav]

I love how the only pics we’ve gotten of boris so far make him look like a fuckin cryptid 

[borispav]

[thegoldsfinch]

Theo x Boris ➝ The Goldfinch 

The thing I’d never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying it out loud to him in the street —which was, of course, I love you.

[goldsfinch]

“For humans-trapped in biology-there was no mercy: we lived a while, we fussed around for a bit and died, we rotted in the ground like garbage. Time destroyed us all soon enough. But to destroy, or lose, a deathless thing-to break bonds stronger than the temporal-was a metaphysical uncoupling all its own, a startling new flavor of despair.”

[borispotter]

boreo + songs that fit them

i'm a stormy ocean, but you're steady and i'm a commotion, but you get me too many emotions, but you let me let me blossom in the dark

    collide - rachel platten

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

Ansel Elgort filming The Goldfinch in NYC (3.16.18)

[borispav]

Aneurin Barnard in Thirteen (2016)

[borysvolodymyrovychpavlikovsky]

Aneurin Barnard as Mykola (3/?)

[beatlessssss]

[borysvolodymyrovychpavlikovsky]

can y’all believe boris invented black boots 

[borysvolodymyrovychpavlikovsky]

[earthbcnder-archive]

THE GOLDFINCH: game aesthetic

That life - whatever else it is - is short. That fate is cruel but maybe not random. That Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn’t mean we have to bow and grovel to it. That maybe even if we’re not always so glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and hearts open. And in the midst of our dying, as we rise from the organic and sink back ignominiously into the organic, it is a glory and a privilege to love what Death doesn’t touch. 

[avernos-deactivated20161230]

theo&boris - part i, las vegas

drowsy air-conditioned afternoons, lazy and drunk, blinds closed against the glare, stolen candies and apples, the same mournful old radiohead over and over: for a minute i lost myself, i lost myself… […]

exhausted sleep, spine to spine in dirty sheets that smelled of cigarette ash and dog, popchik belly-up and snoring, russian-language novels. […]

fucked-up nights, grappling around half-dressed, weak light sliding in from the bathroom and everything haloed and unstable without my glasses: hands on each other, rough and fast. […]

[borispav]

Theo be stackin 

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