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When you don’t know what you’re living for, you don’t care how you live from one day to the next. You’re happy the day has passed and the night has come, and in your sleep you bury the tedious question of what you lived for that day and what you’re going to live for tomorrow.

— Oblomov, Ivan Goncharov.  (via mirroir)

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August 2 2014


Ivan Solyaev’s ghosts

Ivan Solyaev is an artist hailing from Moscow, Russia. Solyaev’s work truly is haunting and beautiful, not to mention cold, like the ghosts of winter.

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August 2 2014

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August 2 2014


Abandoned, overgrown swimming pool


Abandoned, overgrown swimming pool

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August 1 2014


Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Lament”


Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Lament”

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July 31 2014

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July 25 2014


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{{ dark pale blog }}

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July 24 2014


S H I E L D M A I D E N | (cover art by val); a mix for the woman whose hearth is the battlefield and lover is war

“You are a terrifying creature. You do not take your place in your father’s tent, letting men make your decisions for you. You ride as a man, you fight as a man, and you think as a man-”
"I think as a human being," she retorted hotly. "Men don’t think any differently from women — they just make more fuss about being able to."


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July 22 2014

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July 21 2014

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July 13 2014