Pretty Terrorist

whyamiamusicmajor:

ahappygirl:

One time when my music theory professor was a student in college, he had to accompany an extremely rude soprano for a recital. She treated him like dirt during rehearsals. Just before going on to perform, she made some really snide remark to him that ticked him off, so he transposed the piece up a half step. She cracked three times.

Always be nice to your accompanists, folks.

There is a special place in hell for people that are rude to their accompanists

ereschkigal:

Leo & Vivian — THE NEW VISION

ereschkigal:

Leo & Vivian — THE NEW VISION

lacigreen:

this is rape culture, and it has got to stop.  stay strong jada.

lacigreen:

this is rape culture, and it has got to stop.  stay strong jada.

if you want a peak into my sould, there you go. these are basically things i write down on my phone as notes, thought-fragments, thinks i feel, experience, desire— you, poet stuff. enjoy me.

the lilt of his voice, so sharp but elegant and delicate at the same
his sighs soft and powdery, the ebonyblack tresses on his milk white shoulders and they smelled so wonderful when I buried my head into his neck.

he would look upon me and whisper my name, between night-grey shadows and pale steelgrey rays of a Berlin dawn. We would speak in hushed voices, of half gods and a long journey over the seas.
He’d tell me of his life and the places he had been to, arising longing in me.

I think of him, he is not gone an hour yet and his smell still lingers, but like a whisper that fades when one tries to listen, just there beyond reach.

urknallumgekehrt (via ereschkigal)

urknallumgekehrt:

It was like watching a creature of another world, something made of old whispered stories and moving marble, like a living manifestation of the ancient world. A half god like creature dancing to Madonna.

Your beauty was like a blade of obsidian with wich you pealed my skin off