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adriani. xvii. greek.

i am a big tough girl. i tie my own sandals and everything.

"how is my brother, alexander the king?"

"he lives and reigns and conquers the world"

ghostthatannoysyou:

did another one. bad blood. photographer credit.
There was a horrible, erratic thumping in my chest, as if a large bird was trapped inside my ribcage and beating itself to death.
Donna Tartt The Secret History (via sempiternale)
aristosachaionn:

BEAUTY IS TERROR: Lasse Pedersen as Francis Abernathy

"A cross between a student prince and jack the ripper:”

aristosachaionn:

BEAUTY IS TERROR: Lasse Pedersen as Francis Abernathy

"A cross between a student prince and jack the ripper:”

Can you elaborate on Charles' role within the hinting at Richard's sexuality? I haven't seen a full explanation anywhere, unfortunately.
asked by Anonymous

camilla-macauley:

Well, the way I see it, poor boy Richard is crippled with a huge inferiority complex; in his urge to fit in, in his desperate need for affection, he unconsciously and quickly falls for three people.

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Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you?
Alain de Botton, Essays in Love (via wordsnquotes)

caravaggista:

Saint Peter’s Basilica: 2007 / 2014

We live in a world where we have to hide to make love, while violence is practiced in broad daylight.
John Lennon (via purplebuddhaproject)

love (vol. 2): a mix for the hot and heavy (or your otp)

"rock it till water falls".

slythaerin:

mythology meme - echo, the cursed nymph
who loved her voice so much, that she became nothing but a whisper. (x)
nereiids:

make me choose↳ mythaelogy asked: charles x francis ∨ milly x charles

We were up late, drinking in my room, one thing led to another. Loads of fun on a rainy night, but you should have seen us at breakfast the next morning.

nereiids:

make me choose
↳ mythaelogy asked: charles x francis  milly x charles

We were up late, drinking in my room, one thing led to another. Loads of fun on a rainy night, but you should have seen us at breakfast the next morning.

My nails are broken, my fingers are bleeding, my arms are covered with the welts left by the paws of your guards - but I am a queen!
Antigone, Antigone by Sophocles (via elucipher)

swanjolras:

like tbh i feel like my problem with the “dark and gritty!!” trend in modern stories is this

there’s this idea in our culture that cynicism is realistic? that only children believe in happy endings, that people are ultimately selfish and greedy and seeing with clear eyes means seeing the world as an awful place

that idealism is— easy, i guess. butterflies and sunshine and love are easy things to have in your head.

but i’ve known since i was fifteen that idealism— faith in humanity— optimism— is the most difficult thing in the entire world.

i constantly struggle to have faith in humanity, because it’s really, really easy to lose it. it’s easy to look at the news and go “what were you expecting? of course humans behave this way.” it’s easy to see the world and go “ugh, there’s no hope there.” and the years when i believed that were easy. miserable— but easy.

it is hard work to see the good in people. it is hard work to hope. it is hard work to keep faith and love and joy and appreciation for beauty in my daily life.

and when moviemakers and tv producers and writers go “omg!!! all characters are selfish and act poorly and don’t love each other, nothing ever happens that is happy or good, that’s so much more realistic, that’s so much more adult”

no, it’s not

it’s childish.

it’s the most childish thing i can imagine.