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Midnight drawing for poor Jonathan who is more worried about shaving than the obvious vampire stalking him.

it really is insane how waking up early will grant you access to some of the most beautiful sights and sensations in the world that will make you want to live forever, but only if you overcome the gauntlet of a thousand razors that is getting out of bed early. truly one of life's little saw traps.

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Virginia Woolf, The Waves

–Palestinian poet and editor of Mizna, George Abraham.

Emilian Lăzărescu (Romanian, 1878–1934) - Pudica

elsa schiaparelli jackets, 1937-8 in fashion and surrealism - richard martin (1987)

Art by Danijela Antunović

last chance for summer...

(anyone doing anything fun for fall??)

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The more despair I endure in life, the more I love Frodo. I'm just. I'm so glad that Tolkien wrote him like that. He was a hero and it broke him. He was given too much to carry. The circumstances were dire, everyone was doing the best they could, and Frodo tried so hard, for such a good cause, and he...broke. And the narrative has pity for him, the characters show him kindness. Even after victory, his hurts did not heal, and it isn't considered his fault. He must go to the undying lands, to seek out peace there. In universe, he is forgiven for being human - don't be pedantic - and his great torment is recognized. He fell. He could not have done it alone. He is still a hero.

And, I think that's important.