#hayley willliams

[dykehayleywilliams]

the only woman in the entire world

[boldandglam]

Loved how they went for Vivienne Westwood and Rodarte looks for the music video

[luminities]

★ Hayley Williams icons

[ziggyplayedguitar96]

HER HAIRRRR

It looks so good!

[survivesqz]

𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 & 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎… 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛

01. animal by pvris

don't tell me that you know me, know me saying what i feel, what i do, what i want quit acting like you own me, own me saying that i'm yours to control, but i'm not your animal under control

02. smile by wolf alice

i ain't afraid though my steps appear tentative i scope it out then i throw myself into it i ain't ashamed in the fact that i'm sensitive i believe that it is the perfect adjective i wear my feelings on my sleeve, i suggested it it serves me better than to swallow in a sedative i am what i am and i'm good at it and you don't like me well that isn't fucking relevant

03. thick skull by paramore

only i know where all the bodies are buried thought by now i'd find 'em just a little less scary might be easier but you don't get used to it keep on autopilot, hey, hey what's the body count up to now, captain?

04. i want to kill you by citizen

in the bright red sky i saw a pain that i clung to once before but i never want to go there anymore and in my bright blue eyes i know i'm looking for something to calm my nerves the clock is a knife and i wait my turn and it's just getting worse it's worse, it's worse, it's worse

05. nocturnal by mothica

tried self-destruction 'til i couldn't function i hurt myself, hated myself, it didn't help me tried self-control, tried letting go to heal myself, i went to hell, i hope you know what it's like to fight your mind when your skin still crawls at night i pretend that i'm all right 'til the lights go out

06. lilith by halsey

you got me thinking that i was too mean well, everything that i say i believe tuck a knife with my heart up my sleeve and change like a season reason for nothing i am disruptive i've been corrupted and by now i don't need a fucking introduction i've been gone cause i been on this road too long

07. my limb by hayley willliams

if you gotta amputate don't give me the tourniquet you wish that i would run away sever what isn't working but i let my body bleed out lean into my left side is your part of me is gone now do i wanna survive?

08. world away by tonight alive

this is not my punishment this is my catalyst for growth i know i will survive this i'll be the strongest person i know

full playlist is here

[berattelse]

Read the history of anatomy and scientific enlightment and the names of doctors are lit up like saints and gods. But the history of medicine is built on a bed of corpses -- most with no names recorded at all. Academics knew that to further understand the workings of the human body, and in turn save future lives, they needed dead bodies to take apart and figure out how they worked. Dissecting a pig could only tell you so much about a human. They could learn more from the quiet, inanimate dead than the screaming, conscious patient, and if they knew what they were doing, fewer people would die on the table. But there was no system for a person to will their body to science. [...] The shift from carrying out dissections on animals to the human dead was a focus of political, societal and religious tension [...]. Initially, it had been ruled by James IV in 1506 that the Edinburgh Guild of Surgeons and Barbers could have access to certain executed criminals for dissection. England then followed in 1540, when Henry VIII granted anatomists an annual right to the bodies of four hanged felons, and later six, when Charles II -- a patron of the sciences -- gave them a further two. Dissection became recognised by law as a punishment, added to the array of existing punishments -- a special fate worse than death, to be carried out publicly, described as 'further Terror and a peculiar Mark of Infamy'. It was an alternative to being hanged, drawn and quartered -- where body parts were hoisted on spikes throughout the city, the ultimate punishment in a religious society where bodies were supposed to remain whole in preparation for the resurrection. Some prisoners who had been sentenced to death but not dissection would -- prior to their execution -- barter their own corpses with agents of surgeons so they could buy fancy outfits to die in. They were the first, purely by shitty circumstance, to opt in to body donation. The problem was there weren't enough bodies. Anatomists did what they felt they needed to do: William Harvey, whose published work in 1628 proved the circulation of blood, dissected his own father and sister. Others robbed fresh graves in the night, or their pupils did. The corpse, because of its scarcity, became a commodity, and to make up for the shortfall in supply from the gallows, the bodysnatching industry was created. 'Resurrectionists' would dig up the recently dead -- most often from the mass graves of the urban poor -- and deliver them to the anatomy schools in exchange for cash. By the 1720s -- a hundred years after Willliam Harvey dissected his family to discover the path of blood -- stealing bodies from London graveyards was, if not exactly common, at least widespread enough that it was verging on being so. The two leading anatomists of their generation, William Hunter and his younger brother John, worked constantly on the bodies of humans and animals, a method that would have been impossible with the number of corpses provided by the hangman. In the 1750s, when John Hunter was responsible for sourcing bodies for his older brother's anatomy school, he bought them from resurrectionists or dug them up himself. It was during this beriod that he filled his famous museum, the Hunterian, with medical marvels and mutations. It still stands by Lincoln's Inn Fields in London, with disembodied hearts and tiny babies staring out of the same chemical that preserves two-headed lizards and a lion's toes. I have stood there in front of the cabinets and stared back.

Campbell, Hayley. All the Living and the Dead: From Embalmers to Executioners, an Exploration of the People Who Have Made Death Their Life's Work. St. Martin's Press, 2022.

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AHHHH HAYLEY

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[dykehayleywilliams]

[paramass]

1 month to see paramore in concert!

[luminities]

✯ Hayley Williams icons

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[vfterlvughter]

tell me how to feel about you now

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