seemyback:

Gustav Klimt


ASHELY PEIFER

“I want to continue being crazy; living my life the way I dream it, and not the way the other people want it to be.”


— Paulo Coelho, Veronika Decides to Die

Imagine this:
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.
Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors.
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.

Imagine this:
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress.
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm.
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell.
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips.
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.

Imagine this:
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt.
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.

Imagine this:
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.

Imagine this:
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle
and swallows men whole.


— 'Reinventing Rescuing,' theappleppielifestyle. (via theappleppielifestyle)

“Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone else.”


— Isaac Asimov (via wordsthat-speak)


Detail of Rochefort’s Escape, by Édouard Manet.


Steve Gildea
Planetary Suite, circa 1990


“'My dear,' she said, 'you are in danger of being burned by your own flame.'”


— Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit


showslow:

Paintings by Alessio Radice

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“I am the sea and nobody owns me.”


— (via cocaeines)

spikyflowr:

OH MY GOD


april u ok bro


changesbyblacksabbath:

*blows kiss up to the sky (for the aliens)*