www.hermitagemuseum.org
britishmuseum.org
www.louvre.fr
www.museodelprado.es
collections.vam.ac.uk
www.moma.org
www.khm.at
www.digitalsculpture.org
www.tnm.jp
artsandculture.google.com
collections.lacma.org
collections.rom.on.ca
I just finished all the trigun manga in 2 days because of goddamn Bigolas Dickolas and I have So Many Thoughts I am going to die if I don't write them down somewhere.
As the police escalate violence, beat and attack students and professors, and conduct mass arrests, student protesters should know their rights.
Here is the link to the National Lawyer's Guild booklet for protesters.
If you plan on going out to support the protests, please take some time to read through this and know your rights.
And yet, some will still claim: “The protests are antisemitic!”
a lot of people remembered tommy as the hero, the one to kill dream, the one to put him in jail, the one who "did it all" and survived it all. so they built big statues of him after his death, commemorating how great he was. but that wasn't what he was at all. he was a kid. he was a kid that was beaten in a dark, hot cell. the statues seemed to be compensating for the death tommy actually had: a death without dignity or grace, a death painfully unfit for a hero. tommy was a kid, but only one of his graves reflected that. unsurprisingly, it was the grave built by tubbo, the other kid. that was the grave tommy deserved.
Por favor no le digas a mi padre.
No le digas que he visto un cadáver,
no le digas que fui a admirarlo,
no le digas que quise tocarlo.
Por favor no le digas que me vi
en sus ojos reflejada,
no le digas que fui su mano a tocarla
y que fría aún no estaba.
Por favor no le digas
que no llamé a la policía
que solo me quede admirando
mientras la noche aún seguía.
Por favor no le digas que me fui
mientras este ahora sonreía
ya que por fin
se ponía a enfriar.
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep
Poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Love is a simple thing, we are the ones who make it difficult by loving what can't be loved
But I don't regret loving you
i know i talk about this at least once a week but… holmes/watson has so much more potential than johnlock. johnlock is like insults and belittling and condescendingness 99% of the time and kindness and sweetness and tenderness the other 1%. nineteenth-century romance between a brave and kind doctor and a brave, kind coked-up detective on the other hand?? imagine. the language. the gestures. something like (and i’m just spitballing here) “in the soul i fear i have neglected, the mind i cherish above all my other qualities, and the heart i did not know i had before you graced my life with your presence, you may believe me to be, my darling, very sincerely yours, for as long as we both do live”. where are you going to find shit like that if not in the 1800s??? i like bbc sherlock i really do but it needs to get off its high horse akljfkfa