Martin van Maële (1863-1926) - Ligeia
from the book 'Dix contes d’Edgar Poë', 1912
engraved by Eugène Dété
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Martin van Maële (1863-1926) - Ligeia
from the book 'Dix contes d’Edgar Poë', 1912
engraved by Eugène Dété
We met on Internet Archive in the comment section of a calculator user manual from 1973.
For the most part I understand the necessity of internet horny posting for a lot of people but some of the things you guys say on here makes it sound like being the victim of a slapstick routine would be the ultimate sexual fantasy
i seen weed destroy some of the okayest minds of our generation
Me coming back to the party after puking in the bathroom.
oh I see. it was the crime of wanting. that's why I deserve it.
i cant fucking believe this shit. can we sink any lower?
i know it's awful
i cant believe will smith slapped chris rock
Wifeplay where you have sex with your wife who loves you and you love her
i miss you come back
hey man what’s up
License to Live (Kiyoshi Kurosawa, 1998)
when i was 13 i saw this gif of stalin and starting to copy what he does with his fingers when waving bye to people and my mom told me "stop doing that you look gay"
Mount Rainier National Park by Peter Thomas
Literally
We share Aaron’s own summary of his anarchist politics, followed by memories from three of his close friends.
if you havent read this yet, what Aaron's friends have said about him, i think you really should. I don't tend to cry much but the words they shared about him have brought me completely to tears which i am wiping off my face as i type this.
My friend said that everywhere Aaron went, he planted trees. I imagine these seeds planted in our hearts and minds. They will sprout, and they will grow into giant strong trees with deep roots built to weather the many battles that lie ahead on this burning planet. They will remain upright, like Aaron did, until they no longer can, but by then their own seeds will have been planted in the hearts of our loved ones, and they will grow into trees as well. They will continue this struggle until the beautiful world that Aaron knew we deserved is born.
I don't think this quote is ever going to leave me, and i hope you take the time to let it stay with you too.
all i had, i gave.