this is paralysed
"the gods envy us. they envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. you will never be lovelier than you are now. we will never be here again." +
“At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via pianti)
i’m thinking about marty’s wife and his two kids and how it’s my daughter’s birthday, and i know there’s nothing i can do about it. maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but i’m gonna have a drink.
matitya:

William-Adolphe Bouguereau’s Pieta (detail)

matitya:

William-Adolphe Bouguereau’s Pieta (detail)

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