iona francesca, 19
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london, england

Perpetually drunk, overdrawn uni student. Just like 'the other girls'.

my role models are aoba seragaki and samantha jones

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As Arnold points out, there is an otherwise inexplicable shift in direction in the Piccadilly line passing east out of South Kensington. “In fact,” she writes, “the tunnel curves between Knightsbridge and South Kensington stations because it was impossible to drill through the mass of skeletal remains buried in Hyde Park.” I will admit that I think she means “between Knightsbridge and Hyde Park Corner”—although there is apparently a “small plague pit dating from around 1664” beneath Knightsbridge Green—but I will defer to Arnold’s research.

But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London.

London and Its Dead

i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add

like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?

(via weunderstandthelights)


feelknower1993:

if you stretched out an average person’s skin over a football field, you would be arrested and no one would like you or trust you anymore

humansofnewyork:

"I want to be a pilot so I can fly everywhere." (Dhana, Jordan)

currently -> song: smokestacks by layla; nail polish: sao paulo streets by nails inc; drink: chai tea latte; book: doctrine of labyrinths series; tv: elementary; film: winter soldier; anime: kuroko no basuke