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War thoughts

A person in my life was taken hostage some time ago. He was at a family dinner. through exchange he has returned, but it's such an adsurd scenario. I can see the trauma on his face. I can see the looks people give him, how before he was anonymous and how he can never return to that anonymity so many of us take for granted. I can see how I've grown close to him, when before he was just a name, A face in the corridor, a smile at the end of the day, not at me, but at the people who know him.

An Introduction

Hello, this is sort of a basic introduction of me, and what this blog will upload. Obviously I will branch out further with time, as I change as a person, yet currently I would like to grab the right blogger's attention -

I am pearl, I am a very curious academic person and always open to learning new things. I want to start uploading on Tumblr to discuss my Interests with like minded people - I don't have many friends in my day to day life, and even fewer that I share my academic Interests with, so I'd be thrilled for people to interact with my blog.

She / Her | Queer | Marxist | Academic

Interests;

Literature; More specifically, Classics and Gothic. I find stories that examine the human condition to be very interesting! If you have suggestions for novels, I encourage you to leave me some.

Art; I sketch almost daily. I love the romantic period and Oil paintings in general..

Tv; I like philosophical movies and ones about girlhood. Also dark academia.

Favorites;

Artist; Lana del Rey

Novel; The Secret History

Movie; Heathers (1989)

I intend to upload my daily observations, opinions of Novels and other media, Communist content, and thoughts about my Academic interests - Classical literature and the Torah. This'll be my corner and if you'd like, you're welcome to stay.

Stay yourself, stay curious

I have recently started to become more ecologically conscious in my everyday life - eating out less, buying less, using more of the possessions I already own, etc... - and that includes shopping for clothes in second hand shops. And I am ASTONISHED at how many well kept, good quality pieces are simply lying around at some dim lit room downtown. Honestly, I urge everyone reading this to go to the worst rated second hand shop in their area. Avoid the trendy ones, go for the ones with 70 year old witches who'll smoke a whole pack inside the store in the hour you'll spend there. The true gems lie there.

Stay yourself, stay curious.

Eastern Hebrew punk is the best punk

#speakingfromtheheart

(spoilers for TSH)

A certain aspect of the secret history I think about to this day is how accurate it is when it comes to public outrage, especially for it's time. When I am with others and they turn on the TV to watch television (personally, I avoid the news.) I am horrified by the tragedies that are portrayed.

But only for a few seconds.

The horrible events displayed on the screen are cocaine - their impact is strong, yet short lived. Swiftly the journalist moves on to the next topic, feeding me media until I puke.

When I watch the news, I think about the Hampden college students. I think about how much they cared, and how it wasn't enough.

Stay yourself, stay curious

Too niche?

Stay yourself, stay curious

I write my poetry in Hebrew and it's so sad I can't show it to you all 💔

Stay yourself, stay curious

Cr: belladonna on Pinterest

* Me phoning my best friend *

Her : MAY I PLEASE INFODUMP ON ALBERT CAMUS TO YOU

Stay yourself, stay curious

absolutely agree. I'd like to add that the way Richard writes about his experience in Hampden years after his departure shows how utterly obsessive he is. Just the fact TSH exists, and that it's a 'memoir' of Richard proves how unfathomably shallow and beauty obsessed he really is.

Still love him though <3

For me, the saddest thing about the ending of tsh is not the fact that two people literally died, but the fact that after all the effort Richard put into being accepted into a friendgroup he was still all alone in the end.

that bitter feeling of loneliness utterly crushed me.