Not today Justin
Mike Driver
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Game of Thrones Daily
ojovivo
trying on a metaphor

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JVL
Cosimo Galluzzi

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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
styofa doing anything

shark vs the universe

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One Nice Bug Per Day

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Janaina Medeiros
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titsay

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@theprinceofviolets
Cain, Lord Byron
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
the raven cycle
“What happened to your face?“ Blue asked. Adam shrugged ruefully. Either he or Ronan smelled like a parking garage. His voice was self-deprecating. “Do you think it makes me look tougher?” What it did was make him look more fragile and dirty, somehow, like a teacup unearthed from the soil, but Blue didn’t say that. Ronan said, “It makes you look like a loser.” “Ronan,” said Gansey. “I need everyone to sit down!” shouted Maura.”
THE MOIRAI: In Greek mythology, the Moirai, often known in English as the Fates, were the white-robed incarnations of destiny. They were three goddess who controlled the thread of life of every mortal from birth to death. Clotho spun the “thread” of human fate, Lachesis dispensed it and Atropos cut the thread (thus determining the individual’s moment of death).
ain’t that just the way
No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for ‘good luck.
This is not my grief but a terrible a particular a small hole deep beyond belief deeper deep enough to own its depth to be depth alone
— Heid E. Erdrich, from “Public Grief,” Little Big Bully
It is time my children…
Over the Garden Wall
#soft
over the garden wall + favorite soundtracks
MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU
Anne Carson, Grief Lessons
make me choose: michael or captain holt requested by anonymous
#which depressed demon are you today?
want one?
robert mapplethorpe | lydia cheng, 1987
#is that your mAd quEeN?
Emilia Clarke for Harper’s Bazaar UK