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she grows the flowers in my mind

and i, infinitesimal being, drunk with the starry void, likeness, image of mystery, felt myself a pure part of the abyss, i wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind. currently reading: les misérables, by victor hugo.
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—POSTED 20 Apr 14  AT 02:46
First thought, best thought.
—POSTED 20 Apr 14  AT 02:46

theongreyjoy:

Henry’s a perfectionist, I mean, really-really kind of inhuman — very brilliant, very erratic and enigmatic. He’s a stiff, cold person, Machiavellian, ascetic and he’s made himself what he is by sheer strength of will. His aspiration is to be this Platonic creature of pure rationality and that’s why he’s attracted to the Classics, and particularly to the Greeks — all those high, cold ideas of beauty and perfection.

—POSTED 20 Apr 14  AT 02:46
—POSTED 20 Apr 14  AT 02:46

facina-oris:

MYTHOLOGY MEME - [2/3] LOCATIONS: THE LABYRINTH

"(Built) a labyrinth, the passage-ways of which were so

winding that those unfamiliar with them had difficulty in

making their way out; in this labyrinth the Minotaur was

maintained and here it devoured the seven youths and

seven maidens.”

—POSTED 20 Apr 14  AT 02:44
GUESS WHAT WE’VE BEEN DOING, DADDY! 
—POSTED 19 Apr 14  AT 00:14