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Oh, there is a light and it never goes out, there is a light and it never goes out , there is a light and it never goes out , there is a light and it never goes out , there is a light and it never goes out , there is a light and it never goes out , there is a light and it never goes out.
some beasts shouldn’t be caged
ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ ᴀɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀs. ᴄʀᴜᴇʟᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴɪᴛʏ ʜᴀs ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ɪᴛsᴇʟғ.
A part of the Parthenon (Παρθενών) marbles, British Museum.
romanticize un-illuminated brown and black eyes. romanticize the way dark eyes look without being blinded by flash. romanticize brown eyes that don’t have streaks of gold and yellow. romanticize black eyes that are so raven it’s hard to distinguish where the iris is. the depth of your dark eyes is enchanting. brown and black eyes draw you in, wrap you up, and leave you wanting more. fall in love with them.
if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.
Inherited your dad’s crazy eyes .History repeats our whole damn lives.Yeah this place gets old. But it’s really hard. To scrub the dog piss out of a white trash heart.
———– PENNED BY ANGELUS.
❝ there are bigger sacrifices one might be asked to make than goin' a little mad. ❞
･ ｡. AMERICAN GODS MEME // OPEN
The corner of the doctor’s lips twitch. A smile that could be easily missed by those less observant. And Cassidy ( poor POOR Cassidy ) did not strike him as the most attentive individual. Nonetheless, lack of focus did not make the Irishman any less welcome. He was a deeply flawed, deeply STRANGE CREATURE. Perhaps these details would have gone unnoticed by Lecter were it not for his abnormal sensibility towards all scents … And Cassidy’s perfume held IMPLICATIONS too TERRIFYING for Hannibal to dismiss. The stench of alcohol clung to his clothes like an unwanted child, weighing down on Cassidy’s limbs, threatening to make him lose his balance, but beneath it hid a whole different wave of aromas. The bitter smell of fairy dust residues laced with the ELECTRIFYING hint of DRY BLOOD just beneath uncut fingernails … Moist dirt lunged somewhere beneath thick lung tissue from a country covered in green, rain and struggle, a country Cassidy still carries on his tongue. Cheap tobacco piling up and clogging organs that have not been used in centuries … One would smell themselves a degenerate. Hannibal smelled DEATH.
❝ Those who have not been afflicted by tragedy would disagree. ❞ His voice was low and familiar as if the two of them had been friends all along. A cruel sense of comfort for being close to Hannibal Lecter had never brought joy to ANYONE. ❝ The loss of one’s mind, to most, is a heavy price to pay. But no martyr or hero gains their place upon the pedestal without attributing some credit to madness, even if only momentarily. That’s all which separates the madmen from the visionaries. A pedestal. ❞ There’s a pause then. Lecter’s dark caved-in eyes examined his guest from head to toe, contemplating his nature, UNSURE still of what MONSTER he had invited to sit before him. He smiles and the light never reaches Hannibal’s gaze. ❝ I see no marble beneath your feet, Cassidy. ❞
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
Sister Angelique. Original Character from Original Universe. Trigger Heavy
“ HOW LONG WILL I LIVE ? ” “ TILL THE BREAK OF DAWN.”
independent Cesare of the 1920 horror film The Cabinet Of Dr Caligari. est june 2017
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episode two - the secret of spoons. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )
❝ can you hear me ? ❞
❝ you want help ? fine. ❞
❝ let me tell you a story. once upon a time, a man got fucked. now, how is that for a story ? ❞
❝ let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. ❞
❝ and all for what ? ❞
❝ and i ain’t even started yet. ❞
❝ this guy gets it. ❞
❝ angry is good. angry gets shit done. ❞
❝ you’re already dead, asshole. at least die a sacrifice for something worthwhile. ❞
❝ let. the motherfucker. burn ! let it all burn. ❞
❝ were you shot at ? ❞
❝ well it depends on who you ask. ❞
❝ i don’t know what the fuck you speak of. ❞
❝ how was the funeral ? ❞
❝ you wanna come in and talk about it ? ❞
❝ mmm-mmm-mmm. what a little asshole. ❞
❝ oh, you know him ? ❞
❝ they don’t have a fucking clue. ❞
❝ i don’t give a fuck if they don’t have a fucking clue, i want one ! give me a fucking clue ! ❞
❝ good. compact amended. ❞
❝ your first bed as a free man. enjoy it. ❞
❝ an assault on you is an insult to me. don’t think because i didn’t lose my temper i am not angry, or am lacking a plan. ❞
❝ i didn’t mean to wake you. ❞
❝ they told me you died. ❞
❝ you were just having a bad dream. ❞
❝ you going to miss it ? ❞
❝ too many people tell each other not to repress their emotions, to release their feelings, to let the pain go. there’s a lot to be said for bottling up emotions. ❞
❝ what i say has got to be said, so i want you to consider my words very carefully. ❞
❝ say it. ❞
❝ you are only obligated to feel bad about that for so long. ❞
❝ let there be beauty where there can be. ❞
❝ plan is, we will be meeting with a number of people preeminent in their respective fields, and then we will rendezvous in one of the most important places in the country. ❞
❝ i don’t like dropping in on friends empty handed. ❞
❝ you can’t look out for yourself, how the hell are you gonna look out for me ? ❞
❝ not so fast. we need to talk, [ … ] . ❞
❝ funny how things supposed to make you look good only make it worse. ❞
❝ the fuck is this ? ❞
❝ i’m all sorts, [ … ] .❞
❝ i’m the one they sacrifice to. then till now. ❞
❝ time and attention. better than lamb’s blood. ❞
❝ i hate that. i hate that they were hurting you, [ … ] . i would never do that to you. ❞
❝ i want you in my camp with us. ❞
❝ look at it like this: we’re the coming thing. we are already here. ❞
❝ i was impressed with how you dealt with him/her/them. ❞
❝ who’d have thought you had it in you ? ❞
❝ he/she/they were underestimating you. they all are. not a mistake i’ll make. ❞
❝ i can give you so much more. you name it, honey. what do you need ? ❞
❝ don’t fight gravity, [ … ] . i’ve been at this a while. ❞
❝ i’m trying to help you. ❞
❝ keep your neck out of the belt. ❞
❝ that went as well as can be expected. ❞
❝ i think i’m losing my mind. ❞
❝ oh, like the rest of your life is sane. ❞
❝ at times, the universe does seem to have singled you out for unique abuse. in these moments you have to ask yourself, would i rather be ignored ? ❞
❝ always better dead than forgotten, and no one is ever going to forget you. ❞
❝ it’s a sudden onset of strange. fair cause for consternation, unless strange is a new language and what we’re doing here is vocabulary building. ❞
❝ you may have to consider that you didn’t see what you saw, or you did. the world is either crazy or you are. they’re both solid options. take your pick. ❞
❝ when you decide, come and tell me. but don’t rush into it. take your time. difficult decision. ❞
❝ there are bigger sacrifices one might be asked to make than going a little mad. ❞
❝ you wanna know the secret of my success ? the secret is charm. ❞
❝ i only come when matters are vital, as they are now. ❞
❝ god, you are gorgeous. you have not aged. ❞
❝ the truth is not what people want to hear. ❞
❝ prettiest woman, prettiest lies. ❞
❝ black as night, sweet as sin. you take coffee, then i read your future. ❞
❝ he does not know our world. ❞
❝ i’m easing him in. ❞
❝ you are the worst man i have ever seen. ❞
❝ nice to see you, old friend. i brought a gift. ❞
❝ i come here only to share bread and information. what you do with the latter is entirely up to you. ❞
❝ i’d be happy to help. ❞
❝ oh, he is nobody’s husband, and i am nobody’s wife. ❞
❝ family is who you survive with when you need to survive, even if you do not like them. ❞
❝ i am not a good cook. when i was younger there were servants to make meals. here there are no servants; there’s only us. ❞
❝ learning is beneath me. ❞
❝ i thought you were supposed to read tea leaves ? ❞
❝ that bad, huh ? any good news ? ❞
❝ you brought that madness into my life once. never again. ❞
❝ you know me. you know what these hands have done. ❞
❝ you don’t want me, you want [ … ] , and he’s/she’s/they’re not here. ❞
❝ it will be glorious, win or lose. ❞
❝ i am tired of glorious. ❞
❝ everyone thought he/she/they must be the good one. so i became me. ❞
❝ time passes. now i am gray. ❞
❝ i think in the old country i am forgotten, and here, i am like a bad memory. ❞
❝ i know the killing. ❞
❝ to give a good death is art. ❞
❝ every man’s an equal. ❞
❝ is good ? ❞
❝ first blood is mine. so you’ve lost. game is done. ❞
❝ i just started. ❞
❝ ten thousand deaths made right here. ❞
❝ it’s your move. ❞
❝ he’ll take that shot. no joke, no boast, no half-measures. how good are you ? ❞
❝ it’s your decision. ❞
❝ when my voice breaks on this song, remember old love gone. ❞
ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ ᴀɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀs. ᴄʀᴜᴇʟᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴɪᴛʏ ʜᴀs ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ɪᴛsᴇʟғ.
Jan van Eyck, 1434
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ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ ᴀɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀs. ᴄʀᴜᴇʟᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴɪᴛʏ ʜᴀs ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ɪᴛsᴇʟғ.
