Ding Liren :(
If you see me make another meme or something this month tell me to fuck off and do my schoolwork
bitches hate me because of my.... bad personality.... paranoid nature... addictive tendencies......the torture basement.
Rip Sacher-Masoch, you would've loved RuPaul's Drag Race
“do you want to talk about it?”
no, i want to kill myself because of it.
*winter begins* Omg that is just like in Hannibal
I am whatever gender has the shortest line at the bathroom
When my professor starts lecturing on one of my special interests
shooting myself in the back of the head so my suicide looks suspicious and i waste everyones time
desperately need to worship something and perform rituals but i don't believe in anything so i just have this dormant unrealized obsession festering like a virus which causes a constant state of being both empty and overfilled but other than that i don't have much going on
Me trying to explain my interests to my friends be like:
Ok so I discovered reichblr and josdolf and I have no idea what their intentions are but I aspire to reach that level of autism
Today I went to Kunsthistorisches Museum Wien so I'm posting the least atrociously photographed art I have from there ^^
Behold! Helena Fourment! (Only real ones know the context) (I am ashamed to admit this painting was the entire point of the trip and even after seeing it with my own eyes I still dislike it lol)
Judith with the head of Holofernes:
1. Carlo Sacareni
2. Simon Vouet. Always a pleasure to see his work in a gallery.
Ancient statue of godess Isis. She's so badass looking and the two colors of marble, breathtaking.
Girl in a fur, Tizian. I have no idea if Masoch ever saw this painting so just in case I am in love with her for him. But genuinely, my favourite from the "new" paintings that I saw today.
Me n who? (Idk who they are ngl)
Apollo and Daphne, Jakob Auer. One of those that impressed me the most.
More Apollo.
Dionysus, good to see you!
Aaand souvenirs:
(Somebody cure me of autism please)
As we celebrate 106 years since the formation of Czechoslovakia today, one of the most important moments in our history, I want to say how much I appreciate how much we are still close, even after 3 decades of having separate countries.
I love how we refer to each other as brothers.
I love that we are the first countries for every new president and the last country for every leaving president to visit.
I love that whenever there is any disaster, we are always among the first countries to offer each other help.
I love how many events, competitions, etc. we hold together.
I love how much cultural space we share.
I love how often I still hear people from both countries say how we never should have separated when meeting people from the other country, even to strangers.
I admit that I used to take so much of this for granted and it's only in recent years that I realized that this is sadly not a usual way to get along after countries separate, especially after seeing how some countries (russia) treat their neighbors, or learning more about how tragic some separations were, like with former Yugoslavia for example. This just makes me appreciate so much more how we managed to separate in a completely civil way and keep our relations so strong.
May it always be so!
Veritas vincit! And happy anniversary to us all!
Nevermind I am stupid
I'm in a library and I kid you not they have Leopold von Sacher-Masoch by Gilles Deleuze under S, not D. Should I tell them...?
I'm in a library and I kid you not they have Leopold von Sacher-Masoch by Gilles Deleuze under S, not D. Should I tell them...?
Salò or the 120 Days of Sodom directed by Wes Anderson
As far as our wide wonderful world goes, you are... you are... hmm, how do I say it nicely? I assume it is not exactly possible to put such thing nicely. Let's get to the point, you are dead. Morti, kaputt, et cetera et cetera. Capisci?
PDA already kicked in and it's making me have to hold back tears in some classes.
sad slav saturday
Nothing on this world has done greater damage to me than hope.
Mandatory literature we have for the next week is literally a short smut story... what the fuck is this school?
A guy lived out his bdsm fantasies 150 years ago and now I have to live
I'll be walking to some shitty part of the city where I've never been before and on my way I just randomly pass by the most unique church I've ever seen. And this happened last week too, with a different church.