It Began To Snow. The Low Clouds Made A Grey Ceiling For The City; The Snow Muffled The Noise Of The

*sits and listens to the rain*

Alternative book cover for "Piranesi" by Susanna Clarke. Part of my series of alternative book covers for the books we read in our bookclub.

me reading carrie when it has a poem she wrote and it’s the lyrics from one of the songs from the musical

me reading carrie when it has a poem she wrote and it’s the lyrics from one of the songs from the musical

Sensible girl

I just know victor became the darling of the true crime community for at least a year after his death. with the spectacle of elis arrest, the condition victor's body was in, and the discovery of eli's past victims, people were Absolutely tearing into the initial murder trial and connecting some dots. between all the evidence against victor being entirely circumstantial, and the prosecution's case basically hinging on eli's testimony- there not being a single injury on angie's body and toxicology coming back clear, to all appearances dead of a heart attack, potentially from electric shock, especially considering the blown out equipment in the lab; eli claiming he had fought with victor when once again, he walked away from the encounter without a scratch while victor was wheeled away in an ambulance; the fact that victor could not possibly have killed lyne, considering he was shot full of bullet holes at the time; PLUS I'm willing to bet somebody found the records of a hit and run of a janitor who worked in the very same building that occurred mere days later. not to even mention victors apparent suicide attempt less than a week previous, distinctly odd behaviour at a party that night and seeming attempt to stay away from eli at said party, and eli blowing up both his and angie's phones the night if her death, PLUS victor's "save me" text. all of it together, without state resources twisting the narrative and from an outside perspective, is pretty damning for eli. #VictorValeWasInnocent trended for weeks. and his parents made bank on podcast and talk show appearances, of course

“what’s your dream job” im so glad you asked. picture this. i am the lone employee of a strange and mysterious tchotchke/bookshop in the middle of nowhere, full of fun and beautiful things that i am allowed to take for the low low price of free of charge. i get one, exceedingly interesting, customer per hour. i work no more than twenty hours a week and am salaried 3 million dollars

Hermitage, Saint Petersburg

@nadziejaestel

Look at them 😭😭 entitled little assholes. Blue was so right. I would hate them too.