Concept: Me, Laying In The Sun On The Softest Grass Imaginable. I Have Nowhere To Go, No One To Be

“He who is of high rank would do well to notice everything good about other people. In this way one keeps them in a state of pleasant dependence.”

—Daybreak, §278 (edited excerpt).

Berserk: Episode 25, 'Time of Eternity' (1997)

everytime i open tumblr, a voice in my head says, "oh i gotta read those books i bought to relate with these posts."

but shortly after another says, "nope!"

idk but do you guys ever look up from reading a book and get disoriented because you’re actually in your bedroom or lying on a couch or in a library or somewhere that isn’t the story?

"The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get."

—Joanna Hoffman

Oh my god i love the moon!! I can't believe she's just out there, floating!! And it's free for us to look at her!!! We can just open the window and she's there!! Looking over us! She's a mother, a daughter, a lover, a secret-keeper, and so much more!!!

“You’re an ode, the most melodic verse

You’re this soliloquy reciting in my head

You’re a Shakespearean sonnet, maybe a burlesque,

The symmetric rhyme I’ll never get

Among these pages of poor words and verses,

One thousand paragraphs would never be enough

To write about you, the most beautiful poem of love”

Was watching the most diabolical Hannibal scenes and my mum kept humming along to the violin while making jam in the kitchen. Duality of man

doesn't it feels like authenticity is missing in our age's work and art. like yes, its beautiful but the essence of originality is absent and its defying the art's virtue