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"Let me be accursed. Let me be vile and base, only let me kiss the hem of the veil in which my God is shrouded."

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (tr. Constance Garnett)

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by MaggotDeath

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[Image ID: A poem by Molly Brodak. This name appears twice at the top, one in italics, the other in all caps. Below is the poem, which reads:

‘I am a good man.

The amount of fear

I am ok with

is insane.

I love many people

who don’t love me.

I don’t actually know

if that is true.

This is love.

It is a mass of ice

melting, I can’t hold

it and I have nowhere

to out it down.’ /End ID]

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everything in the whole world is erotic. except for sex. sex is too on the nose. 

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“When I’d first loved him, I wanted to take him apart, as a child dismembers a clockwork toy, to comprehend the inscrutable mechanics of its interior. I wanted to see him far more naked than he was with his clothes off.”

— Angela Carter, from “Flesh and the Mirror,” Burning Your Boats: The Collected Short Stories (via lifeinpoetry)

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THE TRIAL OF JOAN OF ARC (1962). Florence Delay is Joan of Arc in Robert Bresson’s trial reconstruction based on actual transcripts.

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Nikolay Tolmachev: Wounded II (2020)

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Ed van der Elsken : Pierre and Paulette (Kiss with Hand Around Cheek), 1951.

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“But I do feel strange-almost unearthly. I’ll never get used to being alive. It’s a mystery. Always startled to find I’ve survived.”

— John Steinbeck, from Journal of a Novel: The East of Eden Letters

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just give me 20 to 40 minutes to think on it and i can come up with the most passably human sentences you've ever heard so help me god

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Girl eating an apple on 6th aveManhattan, New York, 2014 William Hacker

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much joy to be found in 19th century botanical illustrations 

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Every member of the world economic forum should be subjected to one of the murders from se7en

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everything is so funny. When i ignore the dread

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in another universe, my window is open and im laying on my floor. i am 12 years old. nothing bad has happened to me.

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From “Cats in the Sun”, Greek Islands, published 1994 by Hans Silvester