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Johnny Depp + Winona Ryder recreation circa 1992

“Wino(na) forever”

“He would wait till the very last moment. He did not want to die. Life was good. The sun hot. Only human beings—what did they want?…Holmes was at the door. ‘I’ll give it you!’ he cried, and flung himself vigorously, violently down” (149), Virginia Woolf’s Mrs Dalloway, 1925.

 

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Fiona Apple, a modern Sylvia Plath (photographed by Terry Richardson, 1997)

Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath, 1951

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again.(I think I made you up inside my head.)The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,And arbitrary blackness gallops in:I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.I dreamed that you bewitched me into bedAnd sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.(I think I made you up inside my head.)God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.I fancied you’d return the way you said,But I grow old and I forget your name.(I think I made you up inside my head.)I should have loved a thunderbird instead;At least when spring comes they roar back again.I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.(I think I made you up inside my head.)”

suicideblonde:

Fiona Apple, a modern Sylvia Plath (photographed by Terry Richardson, 1997)

Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath, 1951

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)”

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(via lhommerun)

Le Corbusier + Susanna Kaysen = liberal arts writing major

Le Corbusier—modernist architect.

Le Corbusier—modernist architect.