Not Yet Corpses.

Blindman’s Buff, ca. 1775 – 80. Jean-Honoré Fragonard

have to thank tumblr for romanticizing absolutely everything. i'll be washing dishes and peeling oranges thinking of love languages its insane

male nude - gustav klimt (1880) // 9x01 // the dying gladiator - pierre julian (1799) // patroclus - jacques-louis david (1780) // 9x03 // male back with flag - michelangelo (1504)

what emotion do you write from

homosexuality

‘Pomegranates, Majorca’ by John Singer Sargent (american, 1856 - 1925)

“my child is fine” your child romanticizes getting lost in a forest.

“fuck you my child is fine” your child spends hours fantasising about living in a victorian mansion with a huge library and dozens of secret passages

Hey, you.

Thanks for reading this post because I just want to tell you how proud I am of you today and that everything you did today was enough and you will have another 24 hours after this. I believe in you.