Heffron, watch the goddamn line

I cry about ww2 paratroopers and fictional French revolutionaries.

[winedarkarchive-deactivated2023]

CATS IN ART / sketches from life by shen zhou (ca. 1427–1509) / relaxation (al istirkha’) by inji efflatoun (c. 1950s) / the cat talked by midori yamada (2011) / cats on a red cloth by franz marc (c. 1909–10) / sarcophagus of prince thutmose’s cat (ca. 1400 BCE) / contentment by henriette ronner-knip (1900) / sleeping cat by claude monet (1896) / mademoiselle julie manet with cat by auguste renoir (1887) / tomb of may (ca. 1500 BCE)

[marypickfords]

everyday i wake up and plan on doing Things but then i just

[marella-moon]

"It seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower"

Enjolras past lives

[honey-fire]

My dad was eating pistachios so I reached my hand out and he just started peeling them and giving them to me. Then suddenly went “I really hope you find someone who loves you a lot” and I went “enough to peel my pistachios for me?” And he laughed and said “yeah exactly” before carrying on giving me more

[peopleareaproblem]

The Raincoat

by Ada Limón

When the doctor suggested surgery

and a brace for all my youngest years,

my parents scrambled to take me

to massage therapy, deep tissue work,

osteopathy, and soon my crooked spine

unspooled a bit, I could breathe again,

and move more in a body unclouded

by pain. My mom would tell me to sing

songs to her the whole forty-five minute

drive to Middle Two Rock Road and forty-

five minutes back from physical therapy.

She’d say, even my voice sounded unfettered

by my spine afterward. So I sang and sang,

because I thought she liked it. I never

asked her what she gave up to drive me,

or how her day was before this chore. Today,

at her age, I was driving myself home from yet

another spine appointment, singing along

to some maudlin but solid song on the radio,

and I saw a mom take her raincoat off

and give it to her young daughter when

a storm took over the afternoon. My god,

I thought, my whole life I’ve been under her

raincoat thinking it was somehow a marvel

that I never got wet.

[misogynistcatgirl]

I know we are all like "people in caveman times would drill holes in their head to relieve headaches" andwe go oh that's so stupid that's so dumb but like. then I get a headache and I'm like.ooooh I get it I get it. Grug prepare the drill.

[catherinesvalois]

We’re not lost, Private… we’re in Normandy.

Band of Brothers (2001)

[enigmasandepiphanies]

I am, as the novelists say, in need of seaside air

[ellie-r2]

ah yes my favourite red and green french gays

you decide which i mean

[bevsi]

I missed drawing this little marshmallow

[gene-forrester]

Enjoltaire + Les Misérables (2012) Letterboxd reviews

[witchstone]

Julie Manet with cat, Pierre-Auguste Renoir (detail)

[midasinc]

victor hugo following after enjolras and narrating like a cat owner watching their cat do anything: ohhhhhh gorgeous boy! oh what is my gorgeous boy up to? :) awwww big gun. awww is gorgeous boy going to shoot le cabuc?? <3

[pumpkinspice-prouvaire]

You KILL Enjolras???!?!?!!? You kill Enjolras with eight shots??!?!?!!? Oh! Oh! Jail for author!!! Jail for author for One Thousand Years!!!!

[anxietyproblem]

[hbowardaily]

“These were not in-character names. These were their best friends, whose names we were playing. We were ghosts. It was like they were walking around amongst ghosts. It’s why Grace Nixon fell a little in love with Ron Livingston. Why the Guarnere family call me Grandpa.We were bringing back these younger versions of themselves, and it was super powerful.” - Frank John Hughes

[hbowardaily]

Everything okay? Babe?

[quotesfromthebrick]

[thenatsdorf]

Mew mew mew (via)