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when ya have a podcast goin and ya realize ya havent been listenin for like, fuckin twenty whole ass minutes but ur paying attention now and theyre talking about some new shit and youre confused as all fuck
Every Johnny Storm Scene â [16 / ?]
Do you know the quotes about one sided love?
âCome back come back come back. Come back because I need you so. And you do not need me and why should you come back your life is good and full and why should you come back.ââMartha Gellhorn, Selected Letters
âI tried to love you less. I couldnât.ââSimone de Beauvoir, The Mandarins
âIâve got to tell you / how I love you always / I think of it on grey / mornings with death.ââFrank OâHara, âMorningâ
âA great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: that we donât get to choose our own hearts. We canât make ourselves want whatâs good for us or whatâs good for other people.ââDonna Tartt, The Goldfinch
âAnd as terrible as this is, I get it. We canât choose what we want and donât want and thatâs the hard lonely truth. Sometimes we want what we want even if we know itâs going to kill us.ââDonna Tartt, The Goldfinch
âWhere would I be without my sorrow, / sorrow of my belovedâs making,ââLouise GlĂźck, âRelicâÂ
âTHANK YOU FOR THE TEARS THEY TASTE LIKE HOMEââAnne Carson, âTV Men: HektorâÂ
âLove? I wanted to go with him, to be on the strong side, for him to spare me, like one who seeks shelter in the arms of the enemy to stay far from his arrows. It was different than love, I was finding out: I wanted him as a thirsty person desires water, without feelings, without even wanting to be happy.ââClarice Lispector, âObsessionâ
âWe were the heartbreak of truth. / We were willing to break even more.ââAndrea Gibson, âClose for Comfortâ
âLove / isnât always magic. / Sometimes itâs just melting. / Where itâs black and blue. / Where it hurts the most.ââAndrea Gibson, âMaybe I Need Youâ
âFeelings like shrapnel half worked out of the wound.ââSusan Sontag, I, etcetera
âwhat I live for I can seldom believe in / who I love I cannot go to / what I hope is always dividedââW.S. Merwin, âTeachersâ
âEither love isâŚâA shrineâŚâor else a scar.ââMarina Tsvetaeva, Bride of Ice
ââŚthe labor of love is not letting it / crush you in its collapse.ââSandra Meek, âRoad Scatterâ
âmy heart / a torn thingââAnne Carson, âBlended Textâ
âBitter the love by which Iâm beaten.ââEuripedes, Hippolytos (tr. Anne Carson)
âYou, Beloved, who are all the gardens I have ever gazed at, / longing,ââRainer Maria Rilke, âYou Who Never Arrivedâ (tr. Stephen Mitchell)
âItâs hurts all over. In the soul. In the God-place. / Spleen and rib. Blood and hearth.ââTara Hardy, My, My, My, My, My
âYou can wet the rim of a glass and run your finger around the rim and it will make a sound. This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter.ââMargaret Atwood, The Handmaidâs Tale
âNames like pain cries, names / like tombstones, names forgotten and reinvented, / names forbidden or overused. Your name like / a song I sing to myself, your name like a box where I keep my loveâŚââRichard Siken, Crush
âHis touch both consoles and devastates me; (âŚ) I go back and back to him to have his fingers strip the tattered skin away and clothe me in his dress of water, this garment that drenches me, its slithering odour, its capacity for drowning.ââAngela Carter, âThe Erl-Kingâ
âLove me less, but love me for a long time.ââChristophe HonorĂŠ, Les Chansons dâAmour
 ââŚremembering carefully the one she / starts to forget again, the oneâdidnât he? â / who must have nearly loved her, must have.ââAllison Seay, To See the Queen
âI look at you and it is like drinking cold water. I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.ââCatherynne M. Valente, Deathless
âAnd then to want and not to have â to want and wantâ how that wrung the heart, and wrung it again and again!ââVirginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
âWhen I desire you / a part of me / is gone.ââAnne Carson, Eros the BittersweetâThe feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd: the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been;ââFernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
âOnce again desire has made a ruin of us.ââCarole Maso, Beauty is Convulsive
âYou have never understood. You are my treasure, my pale gold, the heart of my heart. You lie at the bottom of my being and gnaw upon my roots.ââCatherynne M. Valente, Deathless
âYou alone were my fate, / I would have done anything for you.ââAnna Akhmatova, âPrologueâ
âOh, I often think that I will try to tell you how very dear you are, and how Iâm watching for you, but the words wonât come, thoâ the tears will, and I sit down disappointed âââEmily Dickinson, Selected Letters
âMy attachment to you continues, it grows more poignant, more vast, more hopeless with each dayâââGore Vidal, from a letter to AnaĂŻs Nin
âThere is love in holding. And there is love in letting go.ââElizabeth Berg, The Year of Pleasures
victor frankenstein, sweaty and sickly: please fuck off. please fuck off. please fuck off.
his reanimated corpse son:
So Iâm gonna kill your wife
this is my favorite reply on this post because for a moment I forgot the creature kills victorâs wife and i thought you were threatening me
cutie patootieÂ
canât stop thinking about how around 5 years ago i used to reblog videos of a random girl saying a hoe never gets cold and now sheâs cardi b
a list of current immortals
florence welch: probably like 200 BCE celtic queen
keeanu reeves: 1500 renaissance hoe
jeff goldblum: late 1800â˛s i would guess
harry styles: fairly new immortal, 1970â˛sÂ
lorde: 1920â˛s flapper era
hozier: man who even knows, rough estimate is like, 400 BCE
john mulaney: 1930â˛s/40â˛s, still bitter about the great depression probably and if he could put it in a bit with out being #exposed he would
paul rudd: newest to the immortal club, didnât age past the 1990â˛s
I feel like this list is forgetting Sir Patrick Stewart who I believe has not aged since 7000 BCE.. After all his twin brother was the Kennewick man..
as a self-appointed expert on Hozier, i would say that date is possibly accurate. Â
many of Hozierâs songs reference being buried in the earth (In a Week, Work Song), and some are directly inspired by bog bodies (Like Real People Do, Run). two of the most famous Irish bog bodies, Old Croghan Man and Clonycavan Man, are dated between 392 and 175 BCE, and both are speculated to have been kings ritually sacrificed to the goddess of the land. in Take Me to Church, Hozier demonstrates a willingness to offer sacrifices to a goddess, and in Foreignerâs God, he thinks fondly upon the image of a pre-Christian Ireland (âwhen the land was God-less and freeâ). as well, Old Croghan Man is estimated to have been about 6â˛6, and Hozier is about 6â˛5.Â
the only possible flaw in this theory is that in a Facebook Q&A (here at 5:28), Hozier says that he is over 3000 years old. 400 BCE only puts him at ~2400. it could be that after so many years heâs lost track of how many thousands, but another possibility is that he is more contemporaneous with an older bog body, the Cashel Man, also presumed to be a sacrificed king. that would put him closer to 4000 than 3000, but again, we could forgive an immortal for getting his millenia wrong.
in any case, it seems likely to me that Hozier is an ancient Irish king who was ritually sacrificed to the old gods, but somehow returned (possibly through intervention by said old gods) to give us music subtly hinting at his experiences.
this hozier addition is frighteningly detailed and Iâm here for it
The most hilarious thing about the fact Buckbeak had a trial and lost is that later on JKR resolves the issue by having Hagrid take him in again and renaming him Witherwings. Thatâs literally all it took. What if in POA, Hagrid simply said, âSorry, Buckbeak flew away.âÂ
âThereâs a hippogriff right there, Hagrid.â
âA different hipprogriff.â
âIâm⌠pretty sure thatâs the same hipprogriff.â
âProve it.âÂ
no dna tests we die like scientifically underdeveloped societies
Prisoner of Azkaban continues to be the most frustrating book
Someone should have just adopted Sirius and started calling him Gerald.
Remus: Erm⌠this is our new order member, my⌠cousin Gerald. Gerald White.
âMr. Lupin that is Sirius Black with glasses!â âOh come now Minister, Sirius Black doesnât wear glasses. That wouldnât make sense.â âWell have Mr. White take off his glasses then!â âHe canât he needs them to see.â
it got better
Itâs honestly a miracle to me that wizarding society doesnât collapse every other week because like
Youâve got this world full of people who can destroy whole buildings or turn people into beetles or make vehicles fly just by waving a stick at them
And there is literally no common sense
Anywhere to be found
Voldemort would never have had anyone find out he was back if he just went around calling himself SteveÂ
Okay, see, I thought I saved this post to comment on it but Iâd like to bring up
The Minister would NEVER EVER disbelieve in Gerald White. Heâd buy it hook line and sinker. The wizarding world would buy it hook line and sinker. The GOBLINS wouldnât but wizards have been shown to be pretty blindingly clueless. Still, Gringotts would grudgingly give Sirius access to the Black fortune.
But, but, but, you know the one person
the one person
who Gerald White would drive AB-SO-LUTELY FUCKING BATSHIT?
Severus Snape.
Snape would do everything, EVERYTHING, to get people to believe that itâs Sirius. But the Order would ignore it (they accepted Sirius as Sirius before anyway) and Remus would just be so⌠so affronted.
âSeverus, he is my cousin.â
And Sirius would love it. Heâd love the fact that Snape just hated it. Heâd be the BEST DAMN GERALD WHITE EVER b/c Snape is doing everything from dropping veritaserum into his firewhisky to capturing a dementor in a box and releasing it on Sirius when he least expects it
That one causes problems for a bare minute because SHIT A DEMENTOR ATTEMPTED TO GIVE GERALD THE KISS MAYBE SNAPE IS RIGHT except Harry comes forward and is like âexcuse me, Iâve never committed a crime and dementors are ALWAYS attacking me, I think theyâre attracted to glassesâ
and the magical community is like âshit, yeah, youâre rightâ
and just
Spare. Snape goes spare.
Picturing Snape as Mr. Crocker from the Fairly Oddparents now.
Gerald White eventually becomes a fully registered animagus. When he turns into his animagus form right in front of Snape, Snapeâs bursting at the seams, just pointing at him and spluttering:
âHEâS A BIG BLACK DOG! A DOG - THAT IS BLACK. SIRIUS BLACK. BLACK DOG DOG BLACK.â
And Remus calmly says:Â âThatâs absurd, Severus. Sirius Black was never an animagus and besides which, peopleâs names donât have any influence over their animagus forms or anything like that. Thatâs ridiculous.â
And Snape yells:Â âShut it WEREWOLF MCWEREWOLF!â
Everyone looks at Remus, who blinks and sighs as Gerald White turns back into his human form.
âPure coincidence,â Gerald says. âMy aunt was into Roman mythology. Has to happen sometimes.â Then he pauses to give Snape an overly concerned look. âAre you alright, Severus? Youâre looking a little red.â
^this is my new life
im crying thanks for this
Another point in the direction of Gerald White Not Being Sirius Black is that everyone knows Sirius Black hated Severus Snape. Gerald White bakes the ungrateful dungeon bat cookies and is always polite to him. It so nice that Gerald really wants to be friends.
so i was thinking, what if in Milesâ universe, MJ was actually just ZendayaÂ
Gorgeous constellation inspired Dior purses
I feel attacked by this
#Art (via timurse)
Adding a picture of the building so you can see how high that star is off the ground. How the hell did the artist even do this.
âIs this the Peopleâs Republic?â âNO, THIS IS PATRICKâ
Mads avoiding Death Stranding questions as an art form
https://www.instagram.com/p/BqN2UH0n0Zg
*walks up to a pair of dysfunctional parents* so which one of you is passively resigned to your stressful, unfulfilled life and would be much happier if you werenât married and which one of you is the toxic destructive monster with a sad backstory