The Mirror of Erised
okay this is objectively fucking hilarious like I know it’s real but it seems like something out of a parody. I’m supposed to look at this and seriously believe that jude law is lusting after that? that his heart’s most desperate desire is that raw chicken breast with hair? I’m meant to see jude law pining after that absolute saltine of a man and not laugh??
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The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul?
— Happy birthday, Oscar Wilde (b. 16 October 1854) 🖋













































