“You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream. I worshipped you. I grew jealous of every one to whom you spoke. I wanted to have you all to myself. I was only happy when I was with you.”
is just one of many things i casually say to my fraternal sibling (definitely NOT the man my homosexual-ass has become absolutely obsessed with and who i’ve reshaped my interpretation of art to fit the image of).
rotating john gaius in my head and how he is both a coloniser and a victim of colonisation and how, when presented with the opportunity to rebuild all of society from the ground-up, chose not to model it after his own oppressed culture, but instead after an aesthetic VERY CLOSELY ASSOCIATED WITH WHITE SUPREMACY (neoclassicism), and how his daughter is the only thing in his entire, expansive empire that he named in his language in ten thousand years, and how he perpetuates the cycle he himself was a victim of. tearing my hair out tazmuir WHEN I GET YOU
Saw the meme and i just had to do it. Might do a switched version as well since for these idiots it works both ways
i feel like getting shot would feel so interesting for two seconds and then it would probably feel bad
are you afraid of dying alone?
'ao3 needs a like and dislike button'
what you need, my algorithm-rotten minded friend, is a grip
my first griddleharks designs when i started reading gtn (they have changed a lot ever since then but i'm still fond of them)
sketch dump in the cut?
ronan complaining about capritwt is so funny when you look at capri tumblr
baru cormorant strap sucker. lesbian. relapsed twitter user
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