by Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then – in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life – was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.
Lady Macbeth
Mercutio
Hamlet
Horatio
Medusa and Perseus by Doc Zenith
“i promise to love you on days you can’t get out of bed because you are too tired to do anything, on days tears won’t stop pouring down your cheeks, on days your smile won’t be visible and all you can do is staring into the depth, on days you won’t be sure about yourself anymore. i didn’t choose you only to love you on good days, when you’re happy and full of love, but because i will love you every day, the good ones and the bad ones.”
— I love every side of you
a summer like call me by your name >>
this couldn't be more true
no one:
me: feels guilty for not reading, yet still doesn’t read
THE TRIAL OF OSCAR WILDE
1960
You can watch this free on YouTube !!
Oscar Wilde is at the peak of his career and fame as an artist but has to face downfall when he challenges Lord Queensbury to the court, for defaming him.
#thetrialofoscarwilde#thetrialofoscarwilde1960#oscarwilde
everytime i come back to tumblr it feels like ive opened a long forgotten beautiful book
just a lost 18 year old kid in search of something (he/him)
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