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if i look back, i am lost
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Party rock is¹ in the house tonight Everybody just have a good time (Yeah)²
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¹Pretty sure it’s “party rockers.”³
²LMFAO’s “Party Rock Anthem,” Sorry for Party Rocking, 2011
³It’s “party rock is.”— Ed.
house of leaves is the perfect book for people who love wikipedia but wish it could be scarier
There is no moral.
The wolf eats you one day,
And until it does,
The forest is beautiful
[Neverafter - Brennan Lee Mulligan]
james potter: shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbow, sharp collarbones, broad shoulders, never has his fucking tie on straight, shit-eating grin, orders for everyone at a restaurant, pointed elbows that rest jauntily on the table, winking, high-fiving, finger-gunning bastard, can never sit still, stops walking in the middle of the hallway to say something because he can’t do both at once, will drink the tea even if it’s stone cold, all his jumpers are fraying, owns a lot of white t-shirts that all have holes in them, has to keep moving, is always moving, because how else is he supposed to feel like he’s doing something
sirius black: blood pumping, sideswept smirk that stops the heart, chin-tilted-upwards-neck-bearing-column-of-throat-show-of-defiance-what-you-gonna-do-about-it stance, cracks his knuckles a lot, strong arms, resting facial expression that is forbidding and gutting all at once, smells like cigarette smoke, wears his tie around his forehead, twirls his wand around his fingers and it drives everyone insane, never has his charms book, finds himself at the top of the astronomy tower at 3am but doesn’t know how he got there
remus lupin: wakes up with blood in the mouth, glint in the eye that belies his anger, will comprehensively tear you to shreds in an argument, constantly has a bar of chocolate between his lips, cuffed sleeves, reads for pleasure, owns a lot of threadbare, oversized sweaters, will drink the tea when it’s scalding hot just to feel something, nail biter, constantly picks at the hem of his clothing, bites his lip a lot, lies in the dark staring at the ceiling with an instrumental record on in the background on his bad days, he seems to be having a lot of those recently
peter pettigrew: watery eyes, anxious, sniffs a lot, laughs even when he didn’t hear the joke, three-quarter sleeves, frets with his hands, wringing them at the wrists, stress eats, is constantly stuck in the state of waking up from a nap and not knowing what time it is, the best at simple charms, likes being outside with his eyes to the overcast sky and his hands in the earth, can anticipate what james needs before he asks because he’s good at studying people, he’s good at sitting back and observing, maybe he should do something with that one day
Edith Wharton, from a letter to Morton Fullerton featured in The Selected Letters of Edith Wharton
she has been pickled for her crimes
The spirit of Mouse compelled me:
ultimately the truth about frankenstein is that we are all grotesque amalgamations of the best and worst parts of everyone who came before us. and sometimes the people who are supposed to love us because of and in spite of this will not. and we can kill them with hammers for that. and i think that’s beautiful
my brother in christ frankenstein is the title of the book
Hand embroidered by Alexa Sinclair
Photos by @sartistacostume Amazing modern interpretation of Louis XIV's costume for his Ballet De La Nuit by costume maker Sartista costume, Rome, Italy.
Oh if people need context for live slug reaction this is the original post. I'm not sure why it's blowing up today but it sure is hilarious
maybe i like my tech a little bit inconvenient
maybe i like pulling out my debit card instead of using apple pay. maybe i like untangling my wired headphones. maybe i like typing something into the search bar instead of using siri or whatever. maybe i like curating my own social media feeds over an algorithm. i just don’t think everything has to be perfectly streamlined and efficient i like it when things feel tethered to the real world.
Childhood does not end in one fell swoop, as we wished it would when we were children. It lingers, crouching silently in our adult, then wizened bodies, until one day, many years later, when we think that the heavy burden of bitterness and despair we've been shouldering has turned us irredeemably into adults, it reappears with the force and speed of a lightning bolt, wounding us with its freshness, its innocence, its unerring dose of naivety, but most all with the certainty that this really and truly is the last glimpse we shall have of it.
Guadalupe Nettel, from The Accidentals (tr. Rosalind Harvey)
lily james as desdemona in othello (2011)
Sibling dynamics are kind of an untapped gold mine in media. Relationships between siblings can be so weird. We experienced the same childhood but in very different ways. I helped raise you. You helped raise me. You’re the only person I’ve ever really punched. You drive me fucking crazy but if anyone ever hurt you I’d chase them to the ends of the earth. You’re the only one who understands what it was like to see our parents slowly come to hate one another. Stop stealing my fucking socks.