#eastern european aesthetic

[rokthecroat]

Night time photography

[paradiss]

Tabitha by Leonora

Source: @_leonca

[biteki]

drunk snowman & blyatiful eastern european environment

[elysianymph]

living the glamorous life (we literally can't drink tap water because it's probably full of bacteria from the floods 💀)

[schonheit-ist-in-alles]

@drum-cu-naluci familiar aesthetic :p

x - x - x - x - x - x

[musicallisto]

tumblr communists' reaction to the situation in venezuela, especially those from the US or western europe, is extremely bizarre. OF COURSE the united states is responsible for a good portion of the political turmoil latin america has suffered in the past century (countless coups to set up puppet governments, the somoza dynasty in nicaragua, the chicago boys in chile, etc) and i hate american imperialism as much as you do, but refusing to acknowledge the violent dictatorship and repression that's currently going on in venezuela is a stupid and lowkey infantilizing take... like, you know a leftist man, thrust in any position of power, no matter how "progressive" he may call himself, can (and more often than not WILL) be greedy and corrupt. you know a socialist government can be authoritative and violate human rights. you know this right.

[diamondtrashangel]

this is where im girlblogging from

[souvlakic]

russian ballerina

[schonheit-ist-in-alles]

@drum-cu-naluci

Kittyinva: 1915 Edmund Dulac illustration for “The Dreamer of Dreams” written by Queen Marie of Romania. From The Museum at FIT. Queen Marie of Romania was a world renowned figure after the war for her heroic struggle for her people. 

[vintage-russia]

Marble sculpture «Girl with a dog» in the garden at the Farm Palace, Petergof (1893)

[rienafoutre]

[tsigaravaria]

[burninleather]

me when the post-punk comes from a normal location and not from a butt fucked backass-of-nowhere minuscule Eastern European village with a name that would make my furniture start floating if I were to attempt to say it aloud

[thorn-rosed]

he might have been raised catholic, but there was never much faith. how oh how should he believe in a god almighty that watches and takes care of everybody when his life had been always miserable? how can he trust in his promises, read from an old book, when he lost his virginity at 11 to a pedophile working at his school?

he dyes his hair blonde with cheap hair dye and bleach. he pierces himself when he feels like it instead of going to a professional. he became an illegal tattoo studio for his friends and other people rejected from society. he's recording music in his cheap flat which is already about to break.

he was the smartest man alive, could've been the perfect politician, but he never fancied attention. at least not attention throughout the entire world. attention was nice when he was in his home town. there he felt save. there he knew everyone. but everywhere else he would love to vanish, leaving with no trace of ever having been there.

he was buff, he was a punk. he was an activist and someone rejecting all responsibility at the same time. he lived half his life in chat forums with his friends, the other half rebelling and protesting against the normality of everyday life. he killed his father as an act of self defence and out of pity for the old guy.

he has lived his life in every way possible. he had been born into the rich, yet was the child of poor people. he experienced being a bourgeoisie, yet he became one of the least important people of society. he didn't know where he belonged but that didnt matter. he pays people to sleep with him, and always gets a five star rating. he's that nasty dog. he's too rough for the women and men his father tried to marry him too, but the whores in the red light district fit him just right.

⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ ⋆༺𖤍༻⋆

he was never well known or appreciated, so no one cared when he just vanished one day. while everyone thought he had finally moved away to let them rest in peace, he got his body ripped apart brutally by a creature of the dark and died.

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ⋆♱✮☽🦇☽✮♰⋆ ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

or did he?

[solcattus]

At the outskirts, 1913 (detail)

By Ivan Kulikov

[honeygleam]

trzecia część nocy (1971) dir. andrzej żuławski