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Monterey Bay Aquarium
sheepfilms
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JVL
we're not kids anymore.
$LAYYYTER
hello vonnie
cherry valley forever
ellievsbear
Acquired Stardust
JBB: An Artblog!
Origami Around
blake kathryn
Misplaced Lens Cap
pixel skylines
styofa doing anything
Kiana Khansmith
RMH
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@brambledshes
𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒂? 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒔
rebelcodes – multimuse, main account (high activity)
starioted – wonder woman, single account (medium activity)
razrushcst – genya safin, single account (medium activity)
brambledshe – camilla macaulay, sideblog to multi (medium / low activity)
levkcs – apollo of mythos, sideblog to multi (medium / low activity)
seafcams – aphrodite of mythos, sideblog to multi (medium / low activity)
Mia Wasikowska in The Double (2013) dir. Richard Ayoade
shesnake: Mia Wasikowska in The Double (2013) dir. Richard Ayoade
“ YOU’RE NODDING OFF.. COME ON, YOU NEED SLEEP. ” // @morbidhe [source]
the time was midnight. faded gold lashes blinked back the curtain of sleep that weighed them down. her notebook lay open on the mahogany table in front of her, its lines half - filled with greek translations. charles and francis had long since given up on the assignment. god knows what party they were at now. the only reason she was dozing off and now watching the spot of black ink spreading from the tip of her fountain pen was because she wasn’t much in the mood for it. “ oh drat.. ” camilla scrambled to find something to blot out the ink. however, she only proceeded to stain the cuffs of her delicate white sleeve, which went unnoticed by her as she continued to try and salvage her homework.
“ I was not, ” she said stubbornly. “ I’m fine. ” but she was far from the case. camilla had not been able to sleep well recently; no matter how hard she tried, the moment her head touched her pillow, all sleep evaded her. “ richard, why don’t you go and join the boys? I know you’ve finished yours ages ago. ” her voice was dreamy and low, soft like velvet rolling her words in that southern drawl. when she looked up at him, her steely grey eyes were glossed over. “ it looks like I’ll have to do this all again. you don’t have to keep me company. ”
Extremely Exhausted Starters Part 2
“You’re nodding off… hey, come on, you need sleep.”
“I can’t… you’re going to have to carry me.”
“Hey, you passed out. Do you remember what happened?”
“No more today, you’re at your limit.”
“I’m can’t move… I’m too tired…”
“You’re starting to ramble, you need rest.”
“What was that over there…? Did you say something?”
“Nap… please? Nap with me?”
“My subconscious isn’t exactly allowing me to get some damn sleep.”
“I can’t lift it without shaking…”
“You’re too weak to stop me from stopping you.”
“I don’t even have the energy to be defiant… I must be messed up.”
“Standing up is about all I can do.”
“You can tell me all about how tired you aren’t while I carry you to bed.”
“It’s been three days… does it make sense now?”
“Whatever you need me to do so you’ll stop and rest, I’ll do it.”
“Don’t force my hand. This is your last chance to stop yourself.”
“Your health is deteriorating. Take a break or I’ll make you.”
“You’re wrong, I’m fine. I know I’m fine… I’m fine…”
“Telling yourself that you’re okay doesn’t make it true. We need to get you safe and rested.”
“Yes, you did it and you’re alive, shut up. I was worried half to death you idiot!”
“Tired enough for cuddling huh…”
“You shush… shhh… shhhhuuushhh…”
“Oh great bed rest warden, may I be allowed freedom from my prison today?”
“You’re shaking, and sore. I can see the exhaustion in your eyes.
The home, however, could be a prison as well as a refuge.
Fred Botting, Gothic (via maryarnorevna)
Night Landscapes.
Intolerable loathing, so long suppressed. Loathing I’ve always tried to mask with affection. But now the mask is coming off.
Han Kang, from The Vegetarian [translated by Deborah Smith] (via adrasteiax)
via ig
@Maria Chekhovskaya
𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑦 | 𝟎𝟎𝟏 | 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀
One gets so used to one’s own horrors, one forgets how they must seem to other people.
Diane Setterfield, from The Thirteenth Tale (via adrasteiax)
Some things are too terrible to grasp at once. Other things—naked, sputtering, indelible in their horror—are too terrible to really grasp ever at all. It is only later, in solitude, in memory that the realization dawns: when the ashes are cold; when the mourners have departed; when one looks around and finds oneself—quite to one’s surprise—in an entirely different world.
for @tywinlcnnister. ♡
Her voice in Greek was harsh and low and lovely.
