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Susan Sontag, from On Photography (excerpted from “Uses of Photography”, John Berger)

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it’s their’s to burn

sharing a cigarette with joan of arc - dante émile ( @orpheuslament ) // photography by brendon burton

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Well, if there’s an Einstein-Rosen bridge, then there’s something on the other side. And advanced beings could have crossed it.

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When Helen died, I lost everything. Until that dog arrived on my doorstep… a final gift from my wife. In that moment, I received some semblance of hope; an opportunity to grieve unalone. And your son… took that from me.

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Susan Sontag, "In Plato's Cave", On Photography [transcript in ALT]

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me, opening a new Word document:

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Bessel van der Kolk, The Body Keeps the Score

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Casey Deidrick In The Dark (4.03)

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— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘The Third Hour of the Night’", published c. 2017.

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Endless gifs of Jeremy Danvers

S2:E2 - “Scare Tactics”

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Natalie Dormer as Anne Boleyn in The Tudors (2007-2010)

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by Samantha Cavet

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Toby Stephens in Hunter Killer, 2018 (2/∞)

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charlotte brontë, jane eyre | emily brontë, wuthering heights

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corruption is fun but have you ever considered sex as something divine? something holy in its own right? what purer form of worship is there than to devote your body, heart, and soul someone, to put every fiber of your being to the task of loving them? let me spread you out on the altar of our love and draw the divinity from your skin through touch and tongue and whispered words.

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May Sarton, from "Christmas Letters, 1970", Selected Poems