I feel so stupid sometimes because I fantasize too much about the people I like; I invent stories with them, I imagine entire days with them and how nice the future will be with pictures and letters and other tender things that makes a lot of sense in my mind. then the reality turn to be so much different and meaner and maybe the reason why it’s so difficult for me to accept it and letting people go it’s because I just want my future to be happy. in all my stories and castles I build inside of my mind, sadness just does not exist
Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Helen of Troy, 1863, oil on panel, 32.8 x 27.7 cm, Kunsthalle Hamburg. Source
Annie Miller was the model for this depiction of the famous beauty Helen from Greek mythology. As the city of Troy burns to the ground behind her, Helen is shown fondling a pendant with a firebrand motif around her neck.
Bronze head of a young satyr. Artist unknown; ca. 100 BCE. Now in the Glyptothek, Munich. Photo credit: Zde/Wikimedia Commons.
A peek at the disaster 