"Suddenly you're ripped into being alive. And life is pain, and life is suffering, and life is horror. But my god, you're alive and it's spectacular."
they stay up all night at each other's houses, pat is trying desperately to get achilles to buckle down and do his hw but achilles is too busy tugging at pat's ankles or tickling him or making faces while pat talks about the mitochondria and "achilles please you need to do this one question just this ONE" "nah"

tattooedjehan:

"achilles please"

"nah"

"there is a test tomorrow"

"i’ll do fine"

"do it for me"

"… maybe"

Sorrow fell on Achilles like a cloud. He swept up the dust with both hands, and poured it over his head and smirched his handsome face, till the black dirt stained his fragrant tunic. He tore his hair and fell flat in the dust, grand in his grandeur. Antilochos had taken the hands of Achilles and stoop weeping beside him, while he moaned heavily; for he feared Achilles might put the steel to his own throat.
Homer, the Iliad - How Achilles received the news of Patroclus’ Death 
thischarmlessgirl:

My favourite passage from The Iliad.

thischarmlessgirl:

My favourite passage from The Iliad.

And though the dead forget the dead in the house of Hades, / even there I shall still remember my beloved companion.
The Iliad, translation by Richmond Lattimore
22.389-90 

What remains once the war is won?

Fame.
Songs.
A kingdom of corpses.
His name too heavy in my mouth.

What do we become in death?

Shadows.
Longing.
Regret,
regret,
regret.

What do we keep once we are ghosts?

The blood under my fingernails.
His crooked teeth.
Searching for happiness in the threads of his hands.
A love that burned alive.
A love that is still bursting in my hollow chest.
A love that was never enough.

What do you do when you’re alone in the darkness?

Wait for him,
I’ll wait forever if I must.

Were you ever able to name one hero who was happy?

No.

Emily Palermo, He Is Half My Soul 

biphobia? more like byephobia 

usurpers:

it’s amazing how bi women have to defend and justify their reasons for wanting representation

we can’t just say “we want representation too”, because there seems to be this notion that everything we are is connected, in some way, to men. never mind that the idea that bi women are attracted to only men and women is wrong and exclusionary of nonbinary people’s experiences and existence, and especially nonbinary bi people’s experiences and existence

we’re framed as having an Agenda because people think that by bi women saying they want representation, they want only one kind of representation and are thereby gonna harm or sabotage f/f ships. because, u know, bi women are Only Attracted To Men! so by that logic, we’re gonna flood media with m/f relationships!

when what we really, deep down, what we really want is representation of bi women. that’s it. good, solid representation of bi women and women-identifying bi people that doesn’t engage in every gross stereotype. whether that representation comes with m/f relationships, f/f relationships, nb/nb relationships etc—i’d welcome any of it. all i want is good representation for bi ppl and bi women

i want bi women who aren’t afraid to say they’re bi, instead of going “oh, erm, i’m fluid, i’m flexible”, i want bi women who aren’t fetishised and sexualised by their male colleagues once the subject of bisexuality comes up. i want bi women who engage in threesomes and polyamory and bi women who don’t. i want bi women to have conversations about bisexuality with their friends that don’t revolve around “are you half-gay, half-straight? are you straight now? are you a lesbian now? etc

but there is such mistrust of bi women bc there is this belief we’re gonna like, idk, Back Up Heterosexuality if there’s a m/f relationship involving a bi women, or like that’s the only kind of representation we want. and it annoys me cos we’re entitled to representation too, good representation, and we shouldn’t have to defend ourselves when we ask for representation or justify ourselves as to why we want representation

majiinboo:

  • Do not forget Michael Brown
  • Do not forget how the media dehumanized him and tried to justify his murder
  • Do not forget how peaceful protests were painted as savage riots
  • Do not forget police armed with military grade weapons terrorized and arrested black civilians
  • Do not forget Darren Wilson being awarded over $200,000 in fundraiser donations for murdering an unarmed black child
  • Do not forget that this system was not built to defend us, but to control us
  • Do not forget Ferguson 

cokeflow:

you know that mood you get in sometimes where you just fucking are in love with drinking water

collections that are raw as fuck saiid kobeisy s/s 2014

Your voice sounds completely different in different languages. It alters your personality somehow. I don’t think people get the same feeling from you. The rhythm changes. Because the rhythm of the language is different, it changes your inner rhythm and that changes how you process everything.
When I hear myself speak French, I look at myself differently. Certain aspects will feel closer to the way I feel or the way I am and others won’t. I like that—to tour different sides of yourself. I often find when looking at people who are comfortable in many languages, they’re more comfortable talking about emotional stuff in a certain language or political stuff in another and that’s really interesting, how people relate to those languages.
François Arnaud 
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