I'm obsessed with constellations and medieval torture methods.


A Clockwork Orange (1971)

poopflow:

doing everything for your friends and putting them first and they still end up abandoning you (✿◠‿◠)

gaksdesigns:

Skull Garden by The Bower Studio

url-goes-here:

have you ever been reading something and completely understood a line of foreshadowing and just whispered “shit”

dontblink-neverlookaway:

supernaturalsuperfreak:

the-aloha-wolf:

fuckinghannibal:

timelordblogging:

I don’t believe we have properly introduced the Hannibal Fandom to the neighborhood. So the Whovians would like to welcome the Fannibals

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-The Doctor Who Fandom

Cheers

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- The Hannibal Fandom

It’s nice having friends for dinner.

The Supernaturalists would like to invite you to have pie with us anytime.

- The Supernatural Fandom

As long as we are not in the pie.

This cannot be guaranteed

chaiandpoetry:

Beautiful translation of Faiz Ahmed Faiz’s poem, Intesaab: Dedication
This is the website I got it from: http://urduwallahs.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/english1.png

“Speak,” Faiz Ahmed Faiz (trans. Shadab Zeest Hashmi)

bon-dia-querida:

Speak out
for your lips are not slaves
Speak out
for your tongue is yours yet
And body strong yet
Speak out
     Your life
        is still yours

At the blacksmith’s
How swift the flame
          how red the iron
Locks are slackening their jaws
Fetters are dropping to the ground
Speak out
This meager time is enough
Before death snatches your body
                                              your tongue
 
Speak
For truth is alive yet
Speak
        Speak your heart out!

"

Time and time again,
My eyes are diverted
To this tragic scene,
Your beauty is alluring as ever,
Your arms inviting as always:
But how can I ever ignore
All this ugliness, all this pain?

Yes, my love,
This world of ours bleeds
With more pains than just the pain of love;
And many more pleasures beckon us all the time
Than just the fleeting pleasure of a reunion with you.

My beloved,
My own,
Do not demand the love
I gave you once.

"
Faiz Ahmed Faiz (via rarararambles)
*: Sonnet for Wonder

colourofdistantlove:

If the world is small, how is it also
Infinite? What whirls us round, throwing me
To you, for you? Every kiss, the world forgoes
Despair and turns again. What is to be
Flawed, is also divine. Logic dictates
That we are fleeting, and yet words linger
Through ages; we touch the souls, traverse…

odair:

how is any of this considered blogging