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The 'toxic Italian matriarch named Livia in a prestige TV series' cinematic universe

just got the sopranos secret ending

hello the corleones. from fridays stream:P

The Sopranos, David Cage / The Hellbound Heart, Clive Barker / The Godfather II, Francis Ford Coppola

my italian mother on the day of her wedding

“I’m mercurial, sometimes I want greatness, sometimes just its shadow.”

—

Roberto Bolaño, from “Prose from Autumn in Gerona,” The Unknown University, trans. Laura Healy (New Directions, 2013)

i believe in hooded eyelids supremacy

i was born a beast, which is a danger to oneself; this is why i have to put it to sleep along with wild flowers under the dusty snow of medicine. however, sometimes i wonder: what if i can feel the true taste of life in the spring, when the beast and the wild flowers are awakened; when my teeth are white and bare and tearing tissues; when my scream echoes up a staircase; when jealousy turns me into a witch with pale face, locks sticking to the wet forehead, and eyes sharper than a dagger? what if the salt of my tears is the taste of life's blood?

my mind is a highland nunnery, and, like in every nunnery, there's a devil hiding in between the bell ringings. in the morning the air smells painfully clear on the edge of a cliff.

the mountain peaks should always be covered with snow to prevent this primal insanity from descending and making me drunk on the taste of it.

i have officially self-actualized as the great gatsby, now i'm on my way to be shot in the chest and drown in a pool, hope some friend will be homoerotically haunted by the metaphor i represented and he will write a memoirs

my brain every time i practise the lymphatic massage

tfw you come across some content (usually a piece of fanfiction) which makes you remember you wanna wear silk ties and sense life deeply, and you start shaking with long-forgotten passion for being fierce and true and vulnerable and dramatic like you're intoxicated with the perfect fantasy you learnt to abandon, and you wanna grab someone hard enough to leave bruises on their skin and let summer flow through you along with coffee and fresh cigarettes, but there's nobody and you're just a lonely quirky man forever imprisoned inside your mind and then you start listening to slow iamx songs

how to tell i skipped my medicine last night: my eyes get watery very easily. what a beautiful sunrise, i'm gonna cry. this academic text is so well-written /sobbs/. there's jeanne of arc on the bookcover about jeanne of arc, lemme just /bursts into tears/

welcome to my kafkaesque house. have a seat in this empty room without furniture. take a bite of these rotten apples. have a glance at this looped photo of a never-changing interior

i'm a huge fan of the new ari aster film. as a person currently dealing with separation, i find it very relatable although rather pessimistic.

Beau is adorable and deserves to be cherished 😔 just take this boi away from his toxic mother & let him be safe...

(i gave him a plushie)

you actually have to THINK to win in chess??? insane

so i wrote a drabble about a caesar/vercingetorix dynamic and decided to draw some illustrations. i got inspiration from my favorite representation of julius caesar in Uli Edel's 2002 movie with Jeremy Sisto

Sisto's acting is perfect, he conveys so much with his eyes alone and his gaze transforms along with character's transformation. also i adore his little wrinkles and skin texture, which starts showing in Gaul, indicating his age and experience

also i admire vercingetorix who is shown as a very brave, valorous, and humble man. the famous scene of his capitulation is heartbreaking. he makes himself so vulnerable in front of caesar to ask mercy for his people 😭

endlessly fascinated. i think i'll be drawing caesar some more

why is it always either 'daddy issues' or 'mommy issues'. why can't it be both. like... lots of issues

i'm a wild furious intense electric maniacal beast (i'm caffeinated)

guys fr be basing their whole personality on one of these

i'm sick of 'psychologists' on tiktok implying that people pleasers are manipulators using social acceptance to get high on dopamine. why am i supposed to feel guilty for growing up in an unpredictable environment & being constantly tired bc of hypervigilance & feeling like i have to be nice to stay safe which is lowkey stockholm syndrome. such a slut for dopamine

tropes that irritate me in tv series. you're free to disagree but

i created a meme about how edward tolman broke up with physics after reading william james' "principles of psychology"

i took einstein's image from that photo of him standing next to edward's brother (richard tolman who actually became a physicist) and looking hilariously confused

unfortunately our professor was in a rush and kinda shamed me for the delay i made to let everyone appreciate the meme