"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated by Constance Garnett)
tumblr dot com

ē„ę„ / Permanent Vacation
Not today Justin
Xuebing Du

@theartofmadeline

Origami Around
Sweet Seals For You, Always

tannertan36
todays bird

AnasAbdin

ā
d e v o n
Claire Keane

ā
RMH
Misplaced Lens Cap
šŖ¼
DEAR READER
h

seen from Malaysia
seen from Belgium
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Greece
seen from Malaysia
seen from Indonesia

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Tunisia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Syria
seen from Syria
@lonelinessism
"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated by Constance Garnett)

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
am i the toxic ex i never wanted because iām a hopeful romantic?
july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good july will be good
Apollo's lamentation in Ovid's Metamorphoses (Hewitt/Hall trans.)

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
via
ā Time passing isnāt an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
healing does not require pretending it never happened.
It is a modern recreation of the famous paintingĀ Starry NightĀ byĀ Vincent van Gogh. BothĀ the imageĀ and the painting depict a tall tree on the left, aĀ crescent moonĀ on the upper right, theĀ planet VenusĀ just to the right of the tree, a foreground horizon rising from left to right, andĀ cloudsĀ above the horizon.
Image Credit:Ā Rodrigo Guerra, Original Painting:Ā Vincent van Gogh
Wait Galway Kinnell

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
my knight you have to live you have to get up you have to put your hand over your wound and hold it there. you have to keep walking and walking and walking because you cannot lay down yet, itās not time. wipe the blood off your breastplate and look up into the sun. lean on your sword if you need to. lift one foot after another. get up. get up. this would be a pitiful grave.
āThis would be a pitiful graveā is now my new go-to when Iām sad or upset. God thatās fire
L. V., conversations in the dark
One of my favorite things about loving someone or developing a closeness or fondness towards someone is also loving and developing a fondness for the things they care about. When you learn to see the world in a new way, or you learn to appreciate the things youāve previously overlooked, or they become your excuse to get into an interest you always thought was cool but thought you didnāt have time for. When a connection makes your world bigger and warmer and fuller and more beautiful.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now iām thinkingā¦.maybe this is the good luck post
ā¦..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.Ā
So you know.Ā
This might be the real one, yāall.
I could use some luck
Ehāwhat have I got to lose?

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
am i lonelier now or is this called freedom?
SO THIS IS WHY TVL'S EPISODES ARE NAMED AFTER CITIES??? OH ROLIN YOU GENIUS
Ok ok OK you guys probably do not have any idea who Italo Calvino was (best Italian writer of the last 100 years) who wrote this masterpiece (my favourite book) and watching Lestat throwing it at Daniel??? Rolin I'm at your doorstep. Lemme introduce you to:
"Le CittĆ Invisibili"
The book is framed as a conversation between theĀ Mongol emperorĀ Kublai Khan, andĀ Marco Polo. Now, Marco's name was as famous as a ROCK STAR of his era, his travel book (IL MILIONE) written while in prison a best seller. Italo wrote briefĀ prose poemsĀ describing 55 fictitious cities that are narrated by Polo, many of which can be read as commentary onĀ culture,Ā language,Ā time, MEMORY,Ā DEATH, or THE ODYSSEY OF RECOLLECTION. Cities made of spiderwebs, sounds, abandoned cities, cities that look completely different when you enter its walls - you should read it. Short dialogues between Kublai and Polo (ALMOST LIKE AN INTERVIEW YOU MIGHT SAY) are interspersed every five to ten cities discussing the same topics. These interludes between the two characters are no less poetically constructed than the cities, and form aĀ framing deviceĀ that plays with the natural complexity of language, stories and LIES. Kublai also asks about a city Polo never mentioned, his hometown ofĀ Venice. Polo replies, "Every time I describe a city I am saying something about Venice." Now, we are listening to the voice of Lestat in his "failures" collection, which are like the chapters of his autobiography. As this wave from memories flows in, the city soaks it up like a sponge and expands. The episodes have been so far extremely hectic, hard to focus on, full of little lies and exaggerated scenes - seen through the main character's imaginative eyes. Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.
The ending is a warning against despairing:
"The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together."
Louis please come and rescue your damned.