I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.


More books is all I want :D


More books is all I want :D

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"How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home."

— William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying (via proustitute)

"Time does not bring relief; you all have lied…"

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “[Time Does Not Bring Relief]” (via proustitute)


Lundy Bancroft on Domestic Violence in Popular Culture, Part 2.

Lundy has twenty years of experience specializing in interventions for abusive men and their families. He has also authored many other book chapters and scholarly articles. Lundy is a former Co-Director of Emerge, the nation’s first counseling program for men who batter. He has worked with over a thousand abusers directly as an intervention counselor, and has served as clinical supervisor on another thousand cases. He has also served extensively as a custody evaluator, child abuse investigator, and expert witness in domestic violence and child abuse cases. Lundy appears across the United States as a presenter for judges and other court personnel, child protective workers, therapists, law enforcement officials, and other audiences.

Lundy Bancroft is an author, workshop leader, and consultant on domestic abuse and child maltreatment. His work focuses on three areas: 1) Training professionals on best practices for intervening with male perpetrators of violence against women, toward the goal of promoting accountability and requiring change, 2) Training professionals on the dynamics of emotional injury and recovery in children who are exposed to a man who abuses their mother, to prepare participants to offer the most effective and safe assistance possible to children and their mothers, and 3) Supporting healing and empowerment for abused women, with an emphasis on advocating for the human rights of mothers and their children.

Lundy is the author of four books in the field, including

Lundy is available as a public speaker and trainer for professionals, and offers weekend retreats for women who have experienced abuse. - (x)

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stories preserved

I hope no one I know reads this. if you do read it please dont trace it back to me. I mean, i do want people to read this. but the real life around me is thorny. online anonymity is a bliss.

One has to work really hard to know many things in life. Nothing is what it seems. Eyes are open but you dont see. If you see you dont trust. if you trust, your trust is not rewarded. you know its a game but you dont want to admit. its much easier to sulk and run away from the game, run away from life, just because you lost once.

one has to work hard to know the world out there. one has to work hard to know the world in here. one has to work hard to get to the point where one is humble enough to say: there is so much more to know. it will be uncomfortable but it has to be uncovered.

one has to work hard to know one’s own dreams. one has to have courage to protect one’s own dreams.

beautiful things are worth fighting for.

music. paintings. books. films. ideas. compassion. poems. stories. thoughts.

things that may not amount to money. better house, clothes, food.but they are part of the mystery called life.

there are stories in pages and notes of violins that are laments nobody want to bother with. life is better if we stick up for these. These and many more unnamed ugly ducklings neglected orphans. many which died without their story recorded.

If you’ve read so far, then know this: I am doing a “degree” in English literature which has nothing in it for the lover of english language or literature. teachers can be knowledge’s worst enemies. teachers that work so hard to keep you ignorant and down. education is this ugly machine of enslaving young minds to ignorance and corruption.

one seeks a little corner in the universe where words and stories that matter could be stored.


1970s Vintage Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit Set



1970s Vintage Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit Set


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"I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other."

— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via morgoths)

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"There are poems
inside of you
that paper can’t

— Y.Z  (via fabulousbitch69)

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