Blue Mosque - Istanbul, Turkey.
"it's okay, i can peel back the layers of you until i find the soft and gentle core of you you've had to work so hard to hide"? no. no, it's okay, i know you're hollow; i'm here anyway. you don't have to pretend it isn't masks the whole way down. whatever face you want to wear, i still love you. i don't need you to be good or unflinching or the antonym of violence. if i did, i wouldn't be here. i wouldn't ask that of you.
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Bothersome beast, comforting friend
Only thing getting me through today is the thought of Starred Egyptian Tomb Ceilings
GIRLY JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT CYERCE ELEGANS
If Cyerce nigricans is a butterfly, then this is a fairy... Cyerce nigricans for comparison:
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For the last time: Mary Shelley and Lord Byron were friends. She didn't hate him. His death was a very painful loss to her. She didn't write Frankenstein because she was stuck in a house with him and he was an unbearable person. For God's sake, just read her journals and letters.
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