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femlunanaturae · 2 years
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first thing id do as a skeleton is drink red wine from a goblet and have it spill out everywhere . second thing id do is play my ribs like a xylophone
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femlunanaturae · 2 years
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Sometimes as a woman it’s important for you to wake up late and be alone in the house on a cloudy cold day with your feelings.
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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chillin on a Saturday night
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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considering a life of crime so i don’t have to answer emails
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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pop culture intertextuality is just so damn *fascinating*
today a parody movie (50 shades of black) comes out, based on the 50 shades of grey movie, which was based on the 50 shades book, which was based on twilight, which was somewhat based on interview with the vampire (which anne rice based on an earlier short story she wrote), which was based on Dracula and other vampire stories, which originally came from Dr. John Polidori’s The Vampyre (even though Vampires were a thing in folk tales before then, he was the one who made them all classy, etc.)
so really, like so many things, this is all Lord Byron’s fault.
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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Art by Cécile Berrubé
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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“I leave the house, I walk the streets, get melancholy, and come home again,”
— Frédéric Chopin, from a letter to Tytus Woyciechowski c. September 1830 (x)
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tea sketches
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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the intimacy of knowing how to make someone’s perfect cup of coffee or tea
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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what I thought The Song of Achilles was: gay and sad
what it actually is: gay and fucking devastating
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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are you ever just having a good day when you suddenly remember how achilles was so upset over patroclus’ death that the gods had to intervene, and after achilles fought the river god, the rest of the gods were actually afraid bc in his grief he defeated one of them, and achilles fought everyone possible because he wanted to die because he saw no point in living without patroclus, and when paris’ arrow struck him, he fell to the ground with a smile 
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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Achilles: *nearly kisses Patroclus* *near constantly flirts with him* *lets him see him train* Patroclus: *kisses Achilles* Achilles, running away: I did not think this far
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femlunanaturae · 3 years
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Patrochilles
Achilles: Being gay is not a choice.
Achilles: *holding Patroclus like a trophy* But it is a game and I have won.
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