Nymphs Finding the Head of Orpheus by John William Waterhouse (1900)
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Nymphs Finding the Head of Orpheus by John William Waterhouse (1900)
Diana, The Huntress by Jules Joseph Lefebvre (19th Century)
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De tre gratier i måneskin (The three graces in the moonlight)
Thank You, never seen this one by this artist, love it!
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screenwriters wrote the comet story that lucas scott wrote in One Tree Hill.
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I miss the early seasons 😭😭😭
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The grief is a box theory is bullshit—just so you know. Grief isn’t linear. It doesn’t follow a track. It doesn’t lessen. There’s no sense in it, so forget the logic.
Because sometimes I hear a song on the radio, and then I’m with her again for 3minutes and 43 seconds—and because of that, I have a dream, and another, both fantastic until I wake up and they transform into nightmares with my reality’s fresh dawn.
Those nightmares linger all day like shadows, and like weights. My friends are too busy to hang out, too married, too tired because they’re parents, and so so tired of hearing the same thing over and over again.
They can’t understand these complex feelings because they’ve never been there. I don’t want them to ever be there, but there’s a bitterness in the loneliness because without fail I always end up alone in it. In that headspace, in a different place, and with her, and that grief input into a box swells because once more the gap she left is in my peripheral and I can feel it, I can see it, but I can’t do anything with it.
And it happens so randomly—as random as a shuffle queue, as random as someone with her name, as untimely as someone’s funny memory of her, as chaotic as a Snapchat memory from 5 years ago.
If grief were a box, it’d be torn to hell and ripped to shreds because grief is not compact. It can’t be folded over. It can’t be shrunk. It’s formless just as people are formless; it’s as unique as the person.
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This song hits harder when you’re singing about someone’s that’s no longer here.
I don’t know where to put these, but they seem to fit here?
my favorite part in attack of the clones is when obi-wan just fucks off to play space nancy drew on Clone Rain Planet with the alarming giraffe-necked aliens and swans in like “HELLO IT’S ME, the jedi who definitely… … was here before and probably, uh, spoke to you, and stuff” and theyre like “ah you are here for the order” and hes like “beg pardon” and theyre like “the order of millions of identical human men?” and hes like “RIGHT YES. ABSOLUTELY I AM HERE FOR THE ORDER OF MILLIONS OF IDENTICAL HUMAN MEN”
and then later when he SNEAKS INTO A CORNER TO FUCKING… facetime yoda… like “ok so we have these millions of identical human men who were apparently suspiciously ordered for us by someone???” and yodas fucking response is just “when countless sapient lemons life gives you…….. send those lemons into intergalactic battle you must”
and obi-wan’s like “shit man you’re so right"
There literally isn’t a frame of this scene where Obi-Wan doesn’t look confused as hell
the Kaminoans: We have 5 million people that look exactly like Jango Fett
Obi-Wan:
LUCIFER s5 pt2 SPOILER WARNING:
God was definitely preparing Lucifer for the job the whole time.