Silentcassio

The LA Times California Home Book | Carolyn S. Murray ©1982

me, the moment my grades are neat: school does not matter, it is not the only thing in life and it’s not the main focus of my life like it should not be. i don’t give one nor two fucks about it. we’re all but dust in an universe full of nothingness

me, the moment my grades start to drop: ok i’m gonna die

"There's something I have to tell you. The books never hurt me. The ideal world of books has an atmosphere of poetry that purifies everything... do you hear?" (Letter from Renee Vivien)

“Il faut que je vous dise quelque chose : c'est que les livres ne m'ont jamais fait de mal. Le monde idéal des livres a une atmosphère de poésie qui épure Tout… entendez-vous ?” (Lettre de Renée Vivien)

the tension between me and all of the tabs I want to close but can’t because the essay isn’t finished

I wish i was different i wish it all was different . *cleans and does laundry *

Gigantic 16th century sculpture known as Colosso dell’Appennino, or the Appennine Colossus located in the park of Villa Demidoff (just north of Florence, Italy). It was erected in 1580 by Italian sculptor Giambologna (1529-1608, Italy).

“Eating strawberries in the spring, yes, that’s part of life.”

— Vincent Van Gogh, from a letter to his brother Theo

Details of Oscar Wilde’s tomb: Pére Lachaise Cemetery, Paris (France).

It was a tradition to Oscar’s admirers kiss his tomb in a demonstration of love and respect for his legacy. Unfortunately, the stains were causing some demage to the monument’s structure. However, you still can leave a kiss to Oscar Wilde: now, the tradition was adaptaded to kissing the glass that protect the beautiful tomb instead — the art is preserveted and Oscar is still getting love and kisses from people that came from all beautiful and peculiar places around the world.

artworks by Yasunari Ikenaga