‘The Tambourine Girl’ by Gaetano de Martini / Statue of Ariadne, Etruscan, 3rd Centry BCE / Fresco of a bird from Pompeii, Roman / ‘Lucretia’ by Rembrandt van Rijn / ‘True Beauty’ by Serge Marshennikov / Three hundred gold coins recently found in Como, Roman, 4th Century AD / Terracotta statue of Nike, Greek, Late 5th Century BCE / Terracotta relief plaque, Roman, Early 1st Century AD / ‘Still Life’ by Giuseppe Vicenzino
adam parrish ✧ . * — he left bloody fingerprints on the rock, but there was something satisfying about that. i was here. i exist. i’m alive, because i bleed. he hadn’t stopped being thankful for his body. hello, adam parrish’s formerly chapped hands, i’m happy to have you.
Vogue Italia, April 1998.
Ph. Peter Lindbergh
If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio
“Nothing makes sense to him either. His whole world is falling apart, and once he realizes he can’t stop it or fix it or change it, there’s only one thing left to do.” My eyes adjusted slowly, maddeningly. “What’s that?” His shadow shrugged in the gloom. “Absolve yourself. Blame it on fate.”
The entrance gate to an abandoned mansion in Poland.
can i request some poems about rain?
hi anon, of course! rain is among my top 5 favourite things. here are some rain-soaked poems & i hope you enjoy reading!
e. e. cummings, “somewhere i have never traveled,gladly beyond” | nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
Ocean Vuong, “Immigration Haibun” | How sweet. That rain. How something that lives only to fall can be nothing but sweet.
Andrea Gibson, “I Sing the Body Electric, Especially When My Power’s Out” | You are so full of rain / There is so much that is growing
Conchitina Cruz, “Alunsina Takes a Walk in the Rain” | Today, the news tells me you are scheduled to be lonely.
Elizabeth Bishop, “Sestina” | She thinks that her equinoctial tears / and the rain that beats on the roof of the house / were both foretold by the almanac
Tatsuji Miyoshi, “Great Aso” | Rain is falling. Rain is falling. / In hushed silence rain is falling.
Octavio Paz, “As One Listens to the Rain” | listen to me as one listens to the rain, / without listening, hear what I say / with eyes open inward, asleep
Hayan Charara, “Ode to an Abandoned House” | May you live forever, / may you bury me.
Cocteau Twins - Sea Swallow Me
Anaïs Nin, from “The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1939“
happy birthday megumi (12.22.20) ♡
i said in a iprev post that i havent seen the blog rate games in a while so i thought about doing it bc im bored and its midnight! if this doesnt get note then you didnt see this
rules:
format belowww (1-5 bc i dont believe in bigger numbers also this makes it easier for me <3)
URL: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | bestie im hacking your acc as we speak <3
ICON: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | who is that…haha jk i obvs know 👀
MOBILE THEME: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5
DESKTOP THEME: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | default theme do better bestie
*CREATIONS: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | plagiarizing as we speak <3
FOLLOWING?: no, but it’s not you it’s me (fr fr) | yes, and what about it? | literally being held at gunpoint to keep following you ( i never liked this one tbh but im sticking to the og so whtev)
COMMENT:
“fiction doesnt affect reality” then WHY did i buy that black v neck top a couple of weeks ago? because i LIKED it? or because i thought sasuke would wear it? get a clue
