they call me the endurer the way i endure and endure and endure and endure and well u get it

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they call me the endurer the way i endure and endure and endure and endure and well u get it
From the book Lingerie by Susan Marchant-Haycox (1984)
Every time you notice yourself losing your mind ask yourself when the last time you sat down and read a book was
wuthering heights (1847) - emily brontë
"she catherine on my heathcliff"
Hear me out:
Maybe you don't need more books, but what if, the books need you.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CdMUY7hvNMa/
David Wilson, New Fridge, 2023, Oil on linen
4 non blondes were right. I DO wake up in the morning and I step outside and I take a deep breath and I get real high and I scream from the top of my lungs what’s going on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"work in a field that interests you" okay well it pays two dollars
David Montgomery - Gala Mitchell Wearing a Dress by Martha Hill (Vanity Fair 1971)
St. Patrick’s Cathedral, Armagh, Northern Ireland, Christmas morning.
momentarily had the thought “shout out to my platonic harem” and then remembered that’s called friends
Just gliding through 🦦
piece of media you feel crazy about at formative age is truly like the hotel california. you can check out but you can never leave
Maria Skłodowska-Curie's notebooks are crazy once you think about it. They're so radioactive they have to be sealed in a lead box. Imagine a world where atomic theory is forgotten and a dude just goes "yea there's a book that details the secrets of the universe, the machinations of the creation of existence down to its barest essentials, but if you get close to it you fucking die. The more you read it the more your body slowly disassembles into mush." like wat excuse me
Carlos Schwabe (Swiss,1866-1926)
“Spleen and Ideal”. Illustration for Baudelaire’s “Les Fleurs du Mal”, 1900
Oil on canvas
victoria bracher