“I Could Not Stop Wasting Time. It Was Crazy. I Wanted To Do Something With My Life, But Instead I

um no offense but whom'st’ve going to loveth me

It is okay, he has forgotten me anyway.

Speed paint commission of Tuteur for Vin.

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Perfume began in Mesopotamia as incense offered to the gods to sweeten the smell of animal flesh burned as offerings, and it was used in exorcisms, to heal the sick, and after sexual intercourse. The word’s Latin etymology tells us how it worked: per = through + fumar to smoke. Tossed onto a fire, incense would fill the sky with a smoke otherworldly and magical, which stung the nostrils as if clamorous spirits were clawing their way into the body. Perfumed smoke began with the things of this earth but climbed quickly into the realm of the gods. Atop the famous ziggurat-shaped Tower of Babel, which stretched closer to the gods than mortals could reach, priests lit pyres of incense.

— Diane Ackerman, ‘Smell: An Offering to the Gods’ A Natural History of the Senses

If there is one thing us girls like, it’s to run a bath with lots of indulgent products just to disassociate and stare at the ceiling for two hours smelling of roses….

Witches On Tinder

“A thought occurred to me today – so obvious, so always obvious! It was absurd to suddenly comprehend it for the first time – I felt rather giddy, a little hysterical: – There is nothing, nothing that stops me from doing anything except myself… What is to prevent me from just picking up and taking off?”

— Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963