small towns are so miserable
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small towns are so miserable
The Crucible by Arthur Miller
Image I.D. — “I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.” — End I.D.
DO NOT PUT ME IN THE HEGEMONY
Bam Bam Bam
Whats a Marxist Reaganist?
hehe i’m just messing about, karl marx and ronald reagans political views are directly contradictory (marx was a communist, reagan was ultra capitalist)
in truth i’m a socialist!
To love someone is to see them as God intended them.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
The Sisters of Aquinas chant Adoro Te Devote
“Devoutly I adore thee, O hidden Deity”
and yet we dance!
I HATE DEBATE BROS
In death the female loses the quality of being Other, and becomes an inanimate object that no longer threatens male order. Her body, once ‘a site of superlative alterity’, can now be controlled, composed, and dissected. In this state, the woman can be idealized. These ideas can be placed within the nineteenth century patriarchal cult of invalidism ... This cult glorified female suffering, illness and consequently, their deaths. Women who could be defined as either faint, frail or fading away, were set as icons of virtuous femininity. The ‘consumptive’ look consequently became an ideal of feminine beauty, which prescribed a pale, almost translucent skin, feverish eyes and an emaciated body. This sort of idealization went hand in hand with an eroticization of the dead female, the ultimate object of male fantasy ... Her total passivity enlarged her ‘erotic potential’. An almost necrophilic interest was thus taken into the bodies of lifeless females in nineteenth century Western art ... a morbid fascination that also surfaced in the Victorian iconography, and which, from a feminist perspective, can be seen to stem from the obsessive, patriarchal desire to control women.
Valerie Meessen, "Post-mortems: Representations of Female Suicide by Drowning in Victorian Culture"
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The Puppet by Kim Jakobsson