Tragic.


 

Et quand l'heure viendra d'entrer dans la Nuit noire
Elle regardera la face de la Mort,
Ainsi qu'un nouveau-né, — sans haine et sans remords.

— Charles Baudelaire


 

Greek Mythology


fuckyoutubers:

do you have those memories that are really cringey and you never speak of and something triggers the memory and you want to fucking wash your brain out with bleach

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If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.
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e-stocado:

Mario Sorrenti for Jil Sander S/S 2000

e-stocado:

Mario Sorrenti for Jil Sander S/S 2000

If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?

Kendrick Lamar


This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?

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We live in a society that’s sexist in ways it doesn’t understand. One of the consequences is that men are extremely sensitive to being criticized by women. I think it threatens them in a very primal way, and male privilege makes them feel free to lash out.

This is why women are socialized to carefully dance around these issues, disagreeing with men in an extremely gentle manner. Not because women are nicer creatures than men. But because our very survival can depend on it.

No skin thick enough: The daily harassment of women in the game industry

The whole article sadly hits very close to home.

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Kit Harrington with a cat

Kit Harrington with a cat

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canadianslut:

angry and quite offended that you don’t have a crush on me