The Flowers Of Your Love Are Suffocating Me

"The only noise now was the rain, pattering softly with the magnificent indifference of nature for the tangled passions of humans."

Sherwood Smith

“I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.”

― Virginia Woolf

one day my bookshelves will be filled with penguin classics. one day.

the betrayal knows my name (2010)

"If forever does exist, please let it be you...." - a.r.asher

subtitles from Science Gossip, 1900

Vardges Petrosyan, Years Lived and Unlived (translated by metamorphesque)

Christ Church. x

“My ingenious fingers wait when they have found

The petal flesh beneath the robe they part.

How curious, complex, the touch, this subtle art–

As the dream of fragrance, the miracle of sound.”

— ‘The Touch’ by Renée Vivien

[Natalie Clifford Barney published ‘Quelques Portraits-Sonnets de Femmes’, a book of lesbian poetry about love. Her father found out about this and bought the ones that were left to have them burnt.

A few years later, Renée Vivien (a lover of Barney’s) wrote her own lesbian poetry and had it published— ‘The Muse of the Violets: Poems’]