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Good afternoon apostles

I am finally deleting this account and creating a new one because I got banned by tumblr. Don’t worry because I’ll follow all of you.

(p.s: my new account will be named @/the-ghost-of-achilles)

Farewell, Francis

Good afternoon apostles

Tumblr thought I was a bot and shadowbanned me. Can you see this? please reply if you do. Tumblr support won’t let me send a ticket, it’s just stuck and it’s showing three dots loading but no progress.

#something went screwy #dark academia #chaotic academia

geryone

Each Crumbling House, Melody S. Gee

metamorphesque

— Poems for Blok, Marina Tsvetaeva (new versions from the russian by ilya kaminsky and jean valentine)

macaulaytwins

Wishbone, Richard Siken // Corpus Christi, Terrence McNally // A Primer for the Small Weird Loves, Richard Siken

bartmobile

movie pirating sites are like horses

bartmobile

each one unique. some wild, some tame. when they open new tabs you have to pet them and say sshhh easy there. you have to feed them treats from your hand

gnossienne

The blood moon is framed by the statues of Hera and Apollo in Athens, 27 July 2018 (x)

Thinking about how curated my posts and reblogs are like my blog is a damn museum. So if your post is reblogged, it’s a masterpiece.

#dark academia #chaotic academia

soracities

Wisława Szymborska, from “Children of Our Age”, View with a Grain of Sand (trans. Stanisław Barańczak & Clare Cavanagh)

rosasepulcral

“I am a prisoner of a fairy-tale. My own softness chokes me.”

— Anna de Noailles, tr. by Jethro Bithell, from Poems; “In The Garden,” (via rocamadour)

godsopenwound

The quiet in me hears a hymn / written on God’s tongue

— Traci Brimhall, “Somnambulant” from Come the Slumberless To the Land of Nod

pomegranator

i do not know how to shut up about dead poets society

antigonick

“it was cool there, in the shadows, and I thought I would like to sleep like that again, to have in my mind not one thought.”

— Louise Glück, excerpt of “Afternoons and Early Evenings”, in Winter Recipes from the Collective

kiss2012

i don’t think love at first sight exists but i think you feel something. not just romantically, but when you meet anyone who’s going to be important to you…anything stronger than what you were feeling before, without even knowing it. attraction, dislike, whatever. something you might forget the next day but in that moment it’s something. like a little jolt in ur chest idk.

kiss2012