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stardotnet · 10 months ago
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yes, there will be singing
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my-name-is-apollo · 3 months ago
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Reading a commentary on Callimachus' hymn to Apollo and the author gives a list of works that describe Apollo's beauty. How awfully nice of them 😌
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cursedvibes · 1 year ago
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love the plot twist that Kashimo's the one who's horny for Sukuna, not Yorozu
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pisshandkerchief · 1 month ago
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the shapeshifter
I speak with a voice that is not my own and an inflection that I learned from the television and my father. I hold myself with a learned awkwardness I can make myself short and ambling and casual if I want to hands in my pockets and legs spread wide on seats with a practiced ungainlyness. or I can be tall and flirty and loose at all the right joints a graceful flamboyance, elegance almost but not quite. poised with my hands drumming gently on my crossed knees or wrapped delicately around the stem of a wineglass teacup always with the pinkie out. I was acting from the moment I tumbled out of the womb slipping on dresses and skirts for a lark once in a blue moon to my fancy. dirt on my knees and sticks in my hands and blood on my knuckles. throwing mud at the boys down by the creek and sticking crayfish in the girl's faces until they screamed moss under my bare scratched feet in the forest and later my skirt twirled around me on the dancefloor. the boys laughed after and called me lady and offered me their hand but I just give them a grin with a sharpness to it and punch them hard in the arm push them into the lake and they jump up laughing and splash me back. I run from dogs gleefully with a baseball cap in my hand hop the fence panting and laughing and present it bowed down to half my height to the girl who lost it and she giggles. later I'll hold the door open for her and for her brother I wonder what the boys from the forest would say now if they could see me sipping wine gracefully in my oversized tattered t-shirt and cargo shorts with stains I bought them with I think if they called me lady I would splash them with the wine and laugh.
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fictionadventurer · 11 days ago
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#beautiful things list in the tags#so i can remember a day that seemed full of them#going to the religious bookstore and finding lots of things (the beautiful advent wreath!)#quick trip to the library and picking up a couple of middle grade books on a whim#(short things that don't add much to the overwhelming tbr but add a bit of joy into the options list)#going to wendy's and getting a lime coke#listening to fascinating religious history things that opened up new ideas and made new connections with what i'd been reading#wedding dress shopping with my sister#in a cute little shop with nice staff#where i felt like my input was helpful#wandering a bit in a city we never go to#in a rainy chilly late night atmosphere that felt very hallmark christmas movie#(in a good cozy way not in the over-the-top christmas decorations way)#thrift shopping and finding a lightweight sweater that fills a need in my wardrobe#(since we've had a warm year that limits me to only a few of my sweaters)#coming home and finding that a book i ordered had arrived#lots of lovely poem recommendations and conversations#some sights on a rainy day that filled me with that fantasy sort of awe and longing#seeing a distant shore through a fog that looked like an ancient castle rising up out of the mist#a hill of plants topped with crimson leaves that looked like a fabric or wallpaper pattern come to life#it was just a day filled with a lot of beauty#and i made a conscious effort to notice it#one of those days you want to keep
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emilybraydenblogs · 29 days ago
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gimme your best pick up line
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deadflowerssociety · 24 days ago
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Beauty and intelligence
🍓It is said that outside doesn't matter and the only thing that matters is the inside. The pure soul hiding in your body. Trying to take care of it may lead you to books. But does reading makes your soul beautiful?
In my opinion books can make your soul prettier and your thoughts more pleasant. Although many writers these days can’t be called writers, but just wattpad users whose book happened to be published. You have to be careful not to waste your time reading those.
Your soul is the part of you that consists of your mind, character, thoughts, and feelings, so don’t waste your time doing things that only can lead to the fall of it.
So what to read to make your soul prettier and your mind more thoughtful?
🍓Here is my list of books which made me more reflective and open minded:
m. l. rio - if we were villains
oscar wilde - the picture of dorian gray
donna tartt - the goldfinch
donna tartt - the secret history
hanya yanagihara - a little life
madeline miller - the song of achilles
george orwell - 1984
george orwell - animal farm
alex michaelides - the maidens
alex michaelides - the silent patient
ottessa moshfegh - my year of rest and relaxation
sylvia path - the bell jar
These books made me rethink my life and left me with emptiness and a prettier soul.
English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry in advance for all the mistakes I made. xoxo deadflowerssociety🐇
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hannahs-quirky-moments · 9 months ago
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💙🩵 sky blue 🩵💙
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imyandme · 3 months ago
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Years of love missed over a couple min of hate …😣
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lollytea · 3 months ago
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I really love hope is a thing with feathers and I also really LOVE the hope as a sewer rat poem too but I wish it was not explicity written as "well actually" against Dickinson asgvsjnk. The imagery is SO GOOD but this whole vibe of "my metaphor is better than your metaphor" kinda sours it for me
#i dont like the patronizing usage of ''Emily'' like theyre explaining something to a child#admittedly dickinson has been dead for over a century so its probably huge deal to talk about her flippantly in terms of poetry#this is just me personally. how i feel about it#i dont like her being namedropped like that#it has this energy of ''haha lemme school this bitch''#when the poem itself was never supposed to see the light of day. she never consented to it being published. girl was 5 years in the grave#it feels like making fun of somebodys diary#i also dont like how it kinda makes fun of dickinson's imagery of hope as something ''beautiful delicate'' thing#i always interpreted as it is told. a little bird. i pictured a fat fluffy thing like the ones i see outside my window#ive known them to be stubborn and mischivious#when we leave out seeds on the lawn the little ones are always bullied away by the crows and magpies#but they keep trying. theyll attempt to sneak over and peck away before the crows notice them#they ARE optimistic and resilient little things. tougher than they look#so i always found the metaphor apt#sewer rat also fits just as well. but i think it depends on the angle from how youre looking at it#so i dont like this vibe of ''it should be more RAW it should be UGLIER'' cuz even tho i love that style of writing#it just feels like unnecessary one-upping here#especially considering dickinson was severely depressed and tons of her poems reflect it#god forbid she dabble around with the occasional light hearted poem about seeing hope as a silly little bird#asgsjsnk sorry im not trying to make a statement or anything. ill delete this later probably
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uncanny-tranny · 1 year ago
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I'm so not normal about nursery songs like You Are My Sunshine... we are singing our loved ones (babies and young especially) that they are the sun in our hearts, that they warm us with their very presence and that they are so, so dear and loved. How could you hate humanity when we have this unadulterated love for each other?
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unabashedqueenfury · 15 days ago
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Reign 2013-17
Maria e Francesco
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" Non è mai notte quando vedo il tuo volto; perciò ora a me non sembra che sia notte, né che il bosco sia spopolato e solitario, perché tu per me sei il mondo intero; chi potrà dunque dire che io sono sola se il mondo è qui a guardarmi? ”
(William Shakespeare, "Sogno di una notte di mezza estate" )
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randik-86 · 2 months ago
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I am a victim of your love,
Drifting away as I lose myself in your eyes,
Throwing all my fears behind,
As I hand in my heart entirely to you,
Lacing my fingers with yours,
Letting you take the lead,
Becoming forever yours at the first instance...
©️randik86
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apollos-olives · 6 months ago
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im DONE with the semester thank god. remember guys to always trauma dump in your essays
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lanternlightss · 6 months ago
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in a yearning competition and my opponent is venti the bard, the anemo archon, barbatos themself (i am losing immediately, he has 2,600+ years of it)
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bogkeep · 7 months ago
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they found a girl at the beach
her words all washed away
still feeling waves against her legs
and whale skin at her touch
foam in her hair, salt in her veins
so
they tell her about the sea
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