Welcome to my december @c0metakemeh0me - Tumblr Blog

not to be overdramatic but i want to cuddle

i am sick and tired of keeping my heart in a glass box but i will not get my heart broken again like last year. i cannot waste another year repairing what someone broke just for fun.

only-bulgarian-things

“Трудно се намират думи, когато наистина имаш нещо да кажеш .”

— (via be-cold-as-ice)

fuckyeahhistorycrushes

Seeing as there is a lack of Bulgarian revolutionary babes, I thought I’d change that. For those of you who don’t know, Bulgaria was under 5 centuries of Ottoman slavery (yeah, that’s a really long time…), yet the people never forgot their origins due to two very important institutions - the Orthodox Church (wrote historical books as well as preserved the language) and the Educational System (spread olden traditions). One person, belonging to the latter, is Rayna Popgeorgieva Futekova aka Rayna Knyaginya - a teacher and one of the many women who fought to liberate Bulgaria. She worked in the town of Panagyurishte and was asked to sew the flag for the April Uprising by Georgi Benkovski. Even though she would be risking her life, Rayna agreed and created one of the biggest symbols of the strive for freedom to ever exist (at least according to me, since it’s not universally recognized as such…) - a flag with a lion (the national animal) and the words “Свобода или смърт!” (“Freedom or death!”). With this at her side, together with a saber and revolver like a true hajduk (rebel fighting for freedom), she road around on a horse and describes later in her autobiography how old and young alike walked beside her singing songs, and women lay bouquets in her path. Yet, as she states, this was a “short-lived celebration”. The rebellion of 1876 was one of the many unsuccessful ones to go down, mercilessly suppressed and taking many victims on both sides - arguably 30 000 casualties. The only positive outcome was that it sparked a response from Europe, which had thus far turned a blind eye to the issue. In the meantime, Rayna was one of the people to be captured, though not slaughtered. Instead, the 20 year-old was beaten and raped, then left without food or water in the Plovid prison for over a month. Fortunately enough, she was saved by some European diplomats and sent to study in Moscow. Rayna died at the age of 61 as the mother of 6 and a person that shall live on forever in the consciousness of generations of Bulgarians to come. Truly, what a brave wonderful woman!

allthingsaboutloveandromance

how-can-you-not-know

“If one day,” she said to him, “you happen to fall for another and you are torn between her and I,” “Please don’t hold onto me. Please promise me that you will love her the way she deserves to be loved, and that you will let me go.” “Because,” she breathed, “I think I am more than just an option.” “I think, I deserve to be someone’s top priority, to be someone’s one and only.”

— No one deserves to be an option

allthingsaboutloveandromance

nazdravici

Наздраве за този, който казваше как няма търпение да се видим и да ме целуне безброй пъти, да си играе с косата ми и да ме прегръща, и 10 дена по-късно забрави за мен