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I’m not the helpless little girl I was when they came.

bookaddictiion

But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via echymosis)

tennant

lochiels

16 October 1793 ✧ The execution of Marie Antoinette

It was eleven in the morning when the prison gates opened and let the victim out. Thirty thousand men were to accompany the former Queen of France to her execution. Marie Antoinette climed into the dingy cart that was to bring her to the scaffold, on the Place de la Révolution. The cart moved slowly in the midst of a very dense crowd. At the corner of the rue Saint-Honoré, with a cruel stroke of the pencil, the painter David sketched the last image of the Queen of France for all eternity. Sitting very straight, pale but with cheeks flushed with fever and bloodshot eyes, her coarsley cut white hair sticking out of her bonnet, Marie Antoinette was oblivious to everything and everyone. It seemed that she did not even hear the cries of “Long Live the Republic! Down with tyranny!” When they arrived at the former Place Louis XV, the Queen looked toward the Tuileries gardens, saw the scaffold and grew pale. She climbed out of the cart with a light step and mounted, “with bravado,” the steep steps leading to the guillotine. With an abrudt movement of the head she let the bonnet fall and surrendered heself the the excutioners. Preparations for the execution lasted an endless four minutes. At twelve-fifteen, the board tipped and the blade fell; Marie Antoinette’s life ended. – Evelyne Lever, Marie Antoinette: The Last Queen of France

h-medicinalis

Oh to be a medieval apothecary and have dried herbs in little jars all through my dimly-lit shop

escapekit

Winter in August - Part II

Germany-based photographer Marina Weishaupt shares beautiful views of the Swiss Alps in her ongoing series.

yibowang

“yibo’s dancing is cool, right? that’s what he exchanged his childhood for” - da zhangwei

anniespositivity

Let us normalise talking about mental health. Let us normalise feeling shitty and not okay. Let us normalise the fact that everyone goes through bad days. We should not hide, we should not pretend to be okay, we should not feel guilty when our mental health is not at a hundred per cent. It is normal and therefore we should normalise it. Mental health is a health issue, not a taboo topic. We should all be able to express our emotions, to say when we are not doing okay, to seek help from family, friends and professionals. It is about time that we realise that struggling with mental health does not make us attention seekers, does not make us weak, does not make us hopeless cases. In fact, pulling yourself through difficult times, being there for yourself and holding on despite the pain are signs of incredible strength which should be acknowledged. We. Need. To. Talk. About. It. NOW.