Bluelikethesky314

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

-Franz Kafka

Dorian Havilliard had the hots for Fenrys.

1. “But the dark-eyed, bronze-skinned male-so handsome that Dorian blinked-smirked at the dagger shivering beside his head.” Chapter 22, pg. 187.

2. “At the mention of lover, Rowan gave Fenrys a lethal stare. The beautiful male-really, there was no way to describe him other than that-just shrugged.” Chapter 22, pg. 191.

We need like “unclench your jaw” posts but for eye strain. Like

Go look at something 20ft away for 20 seconds.

The king's men

How can this book finish like that?

How could Riko died in this way?

I hated him since his first apparence but when he died so badly I almost cried

He has been shooted by his own brother. Sad, sad and more sad

And why andreil has never been confirmed Neil just ammitted they were more than friends, hooks-up, henemies and whatever they were for each other. What the fuck?

I loved all the foxes, Jean, Jeremy, Coach Wymack, Abby and Betsy and even Riko "I'm an asshole" Moriyama.

Please tell me there's another book for the AFTG series when they live in Columbia, they play Exy and they're officially together.

When William Shakespeare said, "Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it," and, "These violent delights have violent ends and in their triump die, like fire and powder which, as they kiss, consume."

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i think anne magills paintings and Edward hoppers are like .. exact opposites. hoppers has the distinct clarity to it, a sharpness in the lines and the angles that contributes to an overwhelming sense of loneliness in almost every one of his paintings. even in his paintings that dont portray isolation there is a feeling of separation

loneliness vs. aloneness

magill, on the other hand, has this haziness to her paintings that emanates a warmth even when the subjects in her paintings are alone.

both paintings feel so comforting, and even in the second one where the girl is alone she is still in the presence of the visceral world around her - there’s a familiarity in magills painting that she captures nicely.

i guess i just think it’s interesting because hopper and magill are two of my favorite artists and they paint similar scenes with very different tones -

I’ve always thought that hoppers paintings are a snapshot of urban loneliness - the distinctness of it, the use of cool colors, the stark contrast between the people and their settings - whereas magills paintings seem almost like memories - their use of haziness and blurriness is exactly how someone wild remember something, indistinct, full of feeling and lacking detail

cooldown sketch ft the Stinky

It was terrifying and liberating all at once.

i’m obsessed with this

and then, two months later....

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