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Sarah Bernhardt (1844-1923)

OPHELIA

“Her clothes spread wide; And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up: Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes; As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and indued Unto that element: but long it could not be Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death.”

will chris ever let her live: a compilation

Being Gay But Not Being Out Yet

watching a show with my parents and a gay scene comes on.

Me: *excessively talking over the scene so my parents think I’m completely fine and not enjoying it at all*

Greta Garbo kissing Elizabeth Young, Elizabeth Allan and Cecilia Parker.

being as i am an idiot, and having been one my whole life, i just wanna say that i find it very easy to do nothing, and go nowhere. i eat chocolate late at night in the dark. i stand in the garden also. and i’m often waiting for something to happen. and i’m stupid.

James Sant (1820–1916),  A Thorn Amidst Roses, 1887.