Lease is on the way. Looks like we’ll be living in cotes-des-neige. Montreal here I come.

structuredenoir:

Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
structuredenoir:

Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov
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Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov

structuredenoir:

Andrey Kharshak, to "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov

(via separatioleprosorum)

speakingparts:

- di cosa parla esattamente ‘I’m Dead’?
- è come arrivare ad un punto di non ritorno ma allo stesso tempo intravedere l’inizio della fine.

I think it is incredibly annoying that we live in a society where it is unacceptable to scream in anger. Not at anyone, just for the sake of it. Don’t make too much noise. Sit down. Shut up. Waste away. No wonder we’re all fucking depressed and repressed.

“Pure love for another person, and what people call romantic love, are two different things. Pure love doesn’t manipulate the relationship to one’s advantage, but romantic love is different. Romantic love contains other elements—the desire to be loved by the other person, for instance. If purely loving another was enough, you wouldn’t suffer because of unrequited love. As long as the other person was happy, there wouldn’t be any need to suffer because you weren’t being loved in return. What makes people suffer is the desire to be loved by another person. So I decided that romantic love and pure love for a person are not the same. And that by following this you could lessen the pain of unrequited love.”
— Haruki Murakami (via fy-perspectives)

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blackpaint20:

Pazuzu (sometimes Fazuzu or Pazuza)the king of the demons of the wind, and son of the god Hanbi in Assyrian and Babylonian mythology blackpaint20:

Pazuzu (sometimes Fazuzu or Pazuza)the king of the demons of the wind, and son of the god Hanbi in Assyrian and Babylonian mythology blackpaint20:

Pazuzu (sometimes Fazuzu or Pazuza)the king of the demons of the wind, and son of the god Hanbi in Assyrian and Babylonian mythology blackpaint20:

Pazuzu (sometimes Fazuzu or Pazuza)the king of the demons of the wind, and son of the god Hanbi in Assyrian and Babylonian mythology blackpaint20:

Pazuzu (sometimes Fazuzu or Pazuza)the king of the demons of the wind, and son of the god Hanbi in Assyrian and Babylonian mythology blackpaint20:

Pazuzu (sometimes Fazuzu or Pazuza)the king of the demons of the wind, and son of the god Hanbi in Assyrian and Babylonian mythology

blackpaint20:

Pazuzu (sometimes Fazuzu or Pazuza)the king of the demons of the wind, and son of the god Hanbi in Assyrian and Babylonian mythology

polyeucte-melitena:

Thomas Eakins (American, 1844-1916), Wrestlers, 1899. Oil on canvas, 122.87 x 152.4 cm (48 3/8 x 60 in).

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