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hello people on the internet!! i recently went down a small rabbit hole about love letters in classic literature and how they influenced the way we think about romance today, and i wanted to share it with you guys. I tried to keep this short because the topic is much bigger than it seems.
Love Letters in Classic Literature and How They Shaped Modern Romance
Long before texting, voice notes, or late-night calls, love was often expressed through letters, in a slow, intentional, and deeply personal way. In many classic novels, letters werenโt just romantic gestures. They were central to the story itself.
In books like Pride and Prejudice, a single letter from Fitzwilliam Darcy completely changes how Elizabeth Bennet sees him. Itโs not dramatic or poetic in an exaggerated way, instead itโs honest, vulnerable, and carefully written. That kind of emotional clarity is something we still associate with โrealโ romance today.
In Dracula, the story itself is told through letters, diaries, and documents. The romantic elements feel more intimate because weโre reading private thoughts, almost like something weโre not supposed to see. This format created a sense of closeness that modern romance still tries to recreate, even through messages and screenshots.
Another example is Les Liaisons Dangereuses, where letters become something more dangerous: tools of manipulation, desire, and control. Here, love letters arenโt pure. They show how words can seduce, deceive, and destroy. This idea still exists in modern romance, where communication can be both intimate and risky.
Love letters in classic literature didnโt just shape romance, they set a standard that feels almost lost today, in my opinion.
In those stories, writing to someone meant taking time, choosing words carefully, and being willing to be fully seen. Love wasnโt immediate or constant. It required patience, distance, and effort. Love took time, you couldnโt rush feelings or responses. Words had weight, once written, they couldnโt be taken back or edited instantly.
Now, communication is faster than ever, but it often feels lighter, easier to dismiss, easier to replace. Messages are sent without thinking, deleted, rewritten, ignored.
Modern romance still tries to imitate that intensity (long paragraphs, late-night confessions), but it rarely carries the same care that letters once had.
Maybe thatโs why love letters still feel so powerful to me. Because they demand something that modern communication doesnโt: time, intention, and emotional honesty. And once you notice that, itโs hard not to feel like something has beenโฆ simplified.
And maybe thatโs what makes old expressions of love feel so much more real.
i fear this man has ruined my standards
I donโt just want to hold your hand.
I want to memorize the map of your pulse until I can feel your heart beating inside my own palm.
If I let go, itโs only so I can find a better way to keep you here.
Your thumb over my knuckle.
The exact pressure of your skin against mine.
The way my breathing hitches when you squeeze, just for a second.
Iโve memorized every ridge of your fingerprints. I could find you in the dark just by the texture of your palm. Some people call it love. I call it a beautiful, necessary habit I never plan on breaking.
hii!! i recently read about something called Capgras delusion and i had to make a small post about it. It was too interesting not to share, so hereโs a short summary of what i found.
Capgras Delusion
Imagine looking at someone you love: your mother, your partner, your best friend... and feeling completely certain that they are not really them.
This disturbing condition is known as Capgras delusion, a rare psychological disorder in which a person believes that someone close to them has been replaced by an identical impostor.
The syndrome was first described in 1923 by French psychiatrist Joseph Capgras and his colleague Jean Reboul-Lachaux. They documented the case of a woman who insisted that many people she knew, including her husband, had been replaced by doubles or look-alikes.
What does the person experience? People with Capgras delusion can recognize the face of a loved one perfectly. The problem is not vision or memory. Instead, the emotional recognition is missing.
Normally, when we see someone familiar, the brain automatically produces a feeling of emotional familiarity. In Capgras delusion, that emotional signal seems to be disconnected. Because the face looks right but feels wrong, the brain tries to explain the strange sensation, and the person concludes that the real loved one must have been replaced by an impostor.
When does it occur? This condition is often linked to other neurological or psychiatric disorders, such as schizophrenia, Alzheimer's disease, dementia, brain injuries affecting areas responsible for facial recognition and emotional processing, and more.
In some cases, the person believes only one specific individual is an impostor. In others, they may think that multiple people have been replaced.
For the person experiencing it, the belief is completely real. They are not joking or pretending, they genuinely feel that someone who looks identical to their loved one is a stranger wearing their face.
Because of this, the condition can cause fear, paranoia, and emotional distress, both for the patient and for the family members who suddenly find themselves treated like intruders in their own home.
For me, the human brain is fascinating and also deeply unsettling, but that's why i love it.
sometimes i think about living in a small cabin somewhere deep in the woods, where everything is quiet and the only sounds are the wind in the trees and maybe some birds. just waking up late, making coffee, sitting outside in a tank top and underwear while the air is still a little cold. no noise, no people, no rush. maybe my lover is there too, half asleep, sitting next to me while we donโt really say anything. just existing for a while. i think i would finally feel calm like that.ย idk, i just want a small life somewhere quiet where the world finally stops feeling so loud.
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