Silentcassio

I was reading a book containing a collection of secular Polish poems from before 1500 for my thesis and most of them were all pretty serious - either love poems, odes or satires - but at the very end I found my favorite one:

“This is my rhyme: Warm bread with butter in it.”

a really little animated black cat with giant eyes and no other discernible features

It's midnight and I'm singing dancing queen

physically im in my bedroom but mentally im on an island in greece singing abba 

All i do is screenshot and forget it’s in my camera roll

La Jeune Martyre (The Young Martyr) by Paul Delaroche, 1855. Featured in Rino Stefano Tagliafierro’s Beauty. |x|

Vincent Van Gogh’s letters with sketches and studies

I’m having a conversation with one of my friends and I ask him, “What defines you?” and he responded with, “Nothing. A definition excludes the possibility for change.”

This is one of the best responses I’ve ever received to any of my questions.

Jean Cocteau, La Villa Santo Sospir

artist Nathalie Lete painted her house full of flowers during quarantine

No Ordinary Love, Salman Toor. Details. Special Exhibit, Baltimore Museum of Art, 7.30.2022