Virgo as a teacher.KURIZUCHAN!poeticattributeI found a picture of you~
Some days it’s JUST too hard being so witty and beautiful~
Meryl Streep, 1988.
Ludovic Florent's series “Poussières d’étoiles” (Stardust).
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh,
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its bought more silent that before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
"The basis of shame is not some personal mistake of ours, but that this humiliation is seen by everyone." ~Milan Kundera
When all the pieces of your reality come crashing down, you realize that the love you seemed to admire and cherish is easily dismissed by the petty irrational emotions of human nature. That love can be only skin deep and the whips of anger can gouge out your very soul… When you realize that words cannot be taken back, and that the very fabric of this tangible reality you seek for comfort is easily disturbed, is when you come to the conclusion that people will never truly get along…
"The love of family is ever constant…"
Telling short films through gifs: THE MAKER
In this short film an odd creature awakens to find time ticking away. He opens up a book and starts making another creature similar to him. You might think he’s making a lover for himself, but in the end he hands his creation the same book and is wisped away, forever gone.
His new creation now has to make a creation of her own.
I like this short film because it represents life. You know that old “we’re going to die anyway so what’s the point”. The point is even though we don’t live on, our ideas, our creations, and our views do. They will be passed on and molded for generations to come with each one getting more beautiful as time moves on.
And that makes it worthwhile.