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asliceofhumblepi:

James Potter actually studied in the library a lot, but he did so under the invisibility cloak so his reputation would remain untarnished.





The Lion and The Rose (x)


Seeing this broke my heart. That rubble used to be one of my favorite spots in the world, wherein many of my most treasured memories happened.. #childhood #feelingthechange #time


Happy 27th birthday to Lionel Messi!! This dude will always be the best football player for me and I will continue waving in front of adidas stores until the world agrees with me. ;) Have a good match!! #leomessi #birthdaypost

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1/ KuroTsuki Moments from the anime (/∇\*)。o○♡


Kuroo in Episode 12 (´ ▽`).。o♡


Warning, fangirl post:
Heh, Happy Birthday to you, my namesake (lol Kei, Kai, not really, but Kai definitely came from your Kei) to my phone’s namesake (I named him Kei after you) and according to my high school history teacher (he’s quite the terror type, just to say), my alter ego.

Happy Birthday to my Meiji guy, my Archi guy and my puri-puri pretty guy ;) I wish you all the best! I hope these quite heavenly Custaroonery reach you (just the thought, coz I’m gonna eat them all) and make you feel better today!

*haven’t done this in a while, but this is an obligatory post haha. #inookei #birthdaypost

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"I cannot remember the books I’ve read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me."

Ralph Waldo Emerson (via felichardy)

childishnotions:

writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
or laughing
through written words alone 





oteage-lullaby:

New Cast of Diamond no Ace !!

Suzuki Tatsuhisa, Ono Kensho and Kamiya Hiroshi. They came to the event !! I’m so happy


lolygothica:

Notice me, Senpai~~


history meme: 7 pairings arthur rimbaud and paul verlaine
*quotes on images from letters exchanged between rimbaud and verlaine
arthur rimbaud was born in 1854 to captain frederic rimbaud and vitalie cuif rimbaud. even though he was restless and not at all fond of school, he was an excellent student and received numerous awards for his verses and dialogues in latin. paul verlaine was another exceptional poet who was born in 1844 and educated at the lycee. he was already notorious for his temper after too much alcohol, and frequently beat his wife and son.
rimbaud began sending his works to verlaine, who resided in paris with his wife and child. verlaine was so smitten with rimbaud’s work that he invited the poet to come and visit him at his home in paris, writing ‘Come, dear great soul. We await you; we desire you.’ in later published recollections of his first sight of rimbaud, who at the age of seventeen was ten years verlaine’s junior, verlaine described him as having “the real head of a child, chubby and fresh, on a big, bony, rather clumsy body of a still-growing adolescent”
after rimbaud’s appearance in paris, verlaine’s life was forever changed. he immediately fell for the blue-eyed teenager and it didn’t take long for the two men to engage in absinthe and hashish-fuelled writing and arguing sessions. verlaine didn’t seem to mind that rimbaud rarely washed, left turds under one friend’s pillow, and put sulphuric acid in the drink of another; not to mention that he hacked at his wrists with a penknife and stabbed him in the thigh. but by then, he was in love. the two of them ran off to brussels and then london.
rimbaud was “delighted and astonished” by london. verlaine was overwhelmed by the “incessant railways on splendid cast-iron bridges” and the “brutal, loud-mouthed people in the streets”, but inspired by the “interminable docks”. the city was, he wrote, “permanently sozzled, despite ridiculous bills on drunkenness”. the two poets were often sozzled, too: on ale, gin and absinthe. they fought like cats, sometimes with knives rolled in towels. as soon as mutilation had been achieved, they put the knives away and went to the pub.
when Verlaine came home one day with a fish and a bottle of oil, rimbaud sniggered. furious at being mocked, verlaine whacked him with the fish, then stormed off to brussels and threatened suicide. after pawning his lover’s clothes, rimbaud followed him and, in a brussels hotel, they had their final row. with the gun he’d planned to kill himself with, verlaine shot rimbaud in the arm. he was jailed for two years.
rimbaud returned home to charleville and completed his prose work Une Saison en Enfer -still widely regarded as a pioneering example of modern symbolist writing. in the work he referred to verlaine as his “pitiful brother” (frère pitoyable) and the “mad virgin” (vierge folle), and to himself as the “hellish husband” (l’époux infernal). he described their life together as a “domestic farce” (drôle de ménage).
rimbaud wrote all his works as a teenager, giving up poetry before he turned 20. he died of cancer in his mid thirties. verlaine died in paris at the age of 51, after spending his later years of life in slums and public hospitals. next to the front door of the house where the two poets lived whilst in london is a plaque that reads ‘the french poets paul verlaine and arthur rimbaud lived here may-july 1873’. the words can’t begin to do justice to the slice of turbulent history that lies behind those walls

bedofproses:

scientists tell us that all water

is old water,

that there is no room for originality,

that everything is recycled.

the anguish of Achilles bleeding out

face-down in the Trojan dirt

mingles with that of a stockbroker caught

in the ebb and flow of the markets,

and what I am trying to say is that the tears

navigating south through the canyons on your face

may have once wet the cheeks

of Alexander the Great

for the same reason.





Kathleen Vicho, 19. Loves old books, old songs, old artists, old people, old paintings, old structures, old cultures, old customs, old stories, and my old self :D Adores new talents, new ideologies, new inventions, new flash drives, and new aircons :P Longs for the stars, the moon, the trees, the rain, the clouds, and the sun <3 Journalist. Aspiring lawyer. Future Keio University student XD. Fairy tales. Unicorns. History. Chris Pine. The Beatles. Chris Botti. Sting. I PLEDGE TO READ THE PRINTED WORD. free counters
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