Happy End Of Finals Week And The Semester To Those Celebrating!

when Charles Bukowski wrote— “ i often carry things to read / so that i will not have to look at / the people. ” i felt that.

To be human.

The coolness of hate turning warm under a tender touch.

Salty tears watering a dried up husk, soft hands soothing aching eyes.

Heart held devotion and tired bitter lies.

Life so fleeting, as swift as a bird. Moments that ground us to roots of this earth.

To be human is run fast and fall, but never to give up and to always laugh at that dizzying gall.

If I had wings I'd learn to swim, for this life is a cliffegde and I won't jump on a whim.

Herakles, Euripides (tr. Tom Sleigh)

Henry Winter is so husband coded (I need to be institutionalized)

Do you think that while Francis is a very careful driver because he's anxious and overly preoccupied with his safety, Henry instead drives fast and recklessly because he never really valued his life that much and doesn't even care about getting hurt

why did we as a society stop putting gargoyles on everything. what fucking loser looked at a building and was like no actually this doesn’t need a horrid little creacher

GOOD GOD, THAT'S SO ACCURATE

If the Secret History was set nowadays, Bunny would annoy everyone with his duolingo lessons, Henry would physically get sick at the mention of any e-reader, Camilla would be a Lana del rey girly, Richard would listen to "this is me trying" while having insomnia, Charles would be a filmbro and judge anyone who hasn't seen Interstellar and Francis would have a crush on hot priest from Fleabag

· And I didn't have nothing more to say. It was horribly silent in my empty mind. And then one single scream.

The first and the last one ·

I’m at the “we’ll see” stage in my life. With everything and everyone. We will see.