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It’s in the cards

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something fascinating about wuthering heights—and what i think contributes to the disparity between the actual text and common (mis)interpretations of it—is popular depictions in film and art, esp book covers. the sorta sultry, brooding image of lovers on the moors never ! happens ! in the book !! the only time cathy and heathcliff are on the moors together is when they are rambunctious children. by the time each is an adult, heathcliff has been gone for three years and cathy is married and then dies 

there is something to say about them as ghosts on the moor, but that’s not really ? something we see often in our popular imagination. generally we get the sense that cathy and heathcliff are torn asunder after making eyes on the moors but that’s totally disparate from the text and actually entirely counterproductive to the novel’s whole point. why would they long for their childhood if they experienced the same freedoms on the moors as adults? it all falls apart p quickly, which is why film/book covers privilege romance instead of the more pertinent socio-political criticisms the book makes, i.e. the whole Point of the book. easier to sell, easier to digest when it’s just about romance instead of uncomfortable condemnations of socio-political structures

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Barry has entered. Sally, expecting the stiff, wooden idiot she’s been rehearsing with, turns to see: Barry, crying. Real tears of wrenching grief. Frustration. Desperation. Through this squall, with monumental effort, he bravely speaks: BARRY (AS SEYTON) My lord, the queen, is dead. And then he just weeps. All the emotion spills out. The self-loathing, the regret, the guilt, the shame. Barry sobs as he stumbles blindly off the stage. The crowd is stunned and confused. But Sally? She thinks all his emotion was summoned FOR HER. She absorbs it, revels in it - is utterly invigorated by it. His catharsis is fuel to her own sputtered emotional flame. She turns back to the audience with new confidence. BARRY, “CHAPTER SEVEN: LOUD, FAST, AND KEEP GOING.” Written by Liz Sarnoff.

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Pressing the crosswalk button when there are already people standing there is like publicly announcing that you don’t trust any of them

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bro we are just s

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one day hozier is gonna cover hallelujah and by god it’ll kill me but what a way to go

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Burning plain, Francisco Rodriguez

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Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir

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des poules et des hommes

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woven (and combined technique) sample collection inspired by primary forest in Yakushima, Japan. All yarns except embroidery threads are hand dyed or painted.

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Vintage boho apartment | styling by Ahlqvist & phoots by Boukari

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I think the first time he ever felt love for somebody was Eddie.

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Debating whether to drop out of college and become a sugar baby.. your thoughts?

First and foremost are we talking in real life or in the sims?

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Attic apartment in London

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