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2 years ago
Renée Vivien, Tr. By Margaret Porter & Catharine Kroger, From The Muse Of The Violets: Poems; “Sonnet”

Renée Vivien, tr. by Margaret Porter & Catharine Kroger, from The Muse of the Violets: Poems; “Sonnet”

[Text ID: “I do not anymore wish to see / The world except through the veil / Of your hair,”]

2 years ago
— Letters To Véra, Vladimir Nabokov
— Letters To Véra, Vladimir Nabokov

— Letters to Véra, Vladimir Nabokov

[text ID: Listen, my happiness—you won’t say again that I’m torturing you? How I’d like to take you off somewhere with me—you know how those highwaymen of old did: a wide-brimmed hat, a black mask, and a bell-shaped musket. I love you, I want you, I need you unbearably . . . Your eyes—which shine so wonder-struck when, with your head thrown back, you tell something funny—your eyes, your voice, lips, your shoulders—so light, sunny . . .]

2 years ago

I care for you more than I care for your caring of me. I care for you so much that I will hurt you to see you well, that I will put foulness into your mouth because I know it to be medicine, that I will take your scowls and hatreds and fold them against my heart like a locket full of hair because I will know you to be well.

Amal El-Mohtar, from The Honey Month; “Day 27: Leatherwood Honey”

2 years ago
220820 KEY ✨ SMTOWN LIVE 2022 : SMCU EXPRESS In SUWON (© 1214923k)
220820 KEY ✨ SMTOWN LIVE 2022 : SMCU EXPRESS In SUWON (© 1214923k)
220820 KEY ✨ SMTOWN LIVE 2022 : SMCU EXPRESS In SUWON (© 1214923k)
220820 KEY ✨ SMTOWN LIVE 2022 : SMCU EXPRESS In SUWON (© 1214923k)
220820 KEY ✨ SMTOWN LIVE 2022 : SMCU EXPRESS In SUWON (© 1214923k)
220820 KEY ✨ SMTOWN LIVE 2022 : SMCU EXPRESS In SUWON (© 1214923k)

220820 KEY ✨ SMTOWN LIVE 2022 : SMCU EXPRESS in SUWON (© 1214923k)

2 years ago
Amal El-Mohtar, From The Honey Month; “Day 27: Leatherwood Honey”

Amal El-Mohtar, from The Honey Month; “Day 27: Leatherwood Honey”

[Text ID; “I value you. I will love you hard and strong because I suffer in loving you, and will make you suffer with me.”]

2 years ago
Christian Cowan SS RTW 22’
Christian Cowan SS RTW 22’
Christian Cowan SS RTW 22’
Christian Cowan SS RTW 22’

Christian Cowan SS RTW 22’

2 years ago
Your palms fold over me like knees. Love is the only use. // Both a little drunk in the middle afternoon / with the forgotten smart of August on our skin / we hold hands as if we still were children

Anne Sexton, from “Doors, Doors, Doors,” in The Complete Poems [ID in alt text]

2 years ago
Iliffe Yard   -   Max Denison Pender, 2022.

Iliffe Yard   -   Max Denison Pender, 2022.

British,  b. 1997  -

Oil on panel,  33.1 x 23.4 in .     84.1 x 59.4 cm.

2 years ago
White Rhododendron
White Rhododendron

White Rhododendron

2 years ago
By Zeewipark
By Zeewipark
By Zeewipark

by zeewipark

2 years ago
Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but Do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test. Do you love me stripped of everything that might be lost, for only the things I will have for ever?

Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]

2 years ago
Ceramic Sculpture By Hitomi Murakami

Ceramic Sculpture by Hitomi Murakami

2 years ago
Doris Kloster

doris kloster

2 years ago
  — Penelope’s Song, Louise Glück  

  — Penelope’s Song, Louise Glück  

[text ID: Who wouldn't want you? Whose most demonic appetite could you possibly fail to answer?]

2 years ago
[1] Summer Clouds Are Racing Across The Sky On Monet's Pond, [2] Current In A Summer Sky,(Monet's Pond)
[1] Summer Clouds Are Racing Across The Sky On Monet's Pond, [2] Current In A Summer Sky,(Monet's Pond)

[1] Summer clouds are racing across the sky on Monet's pond, [2] Current in a summer sky,(Monet's pond) | Reiji Hiramatsu

2 years ago
Laodamia, George William Joy 

Laodamia, George William Joy 

2 years ago
I Will Tell This Story To The Sun Until You Remember That You Are The Sun, Erin Slaughter

I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

2 years ago
Cupid And Psyche (Antonio Canova), Cupid And Psyche (Domenico Cardelli), Mary Magdalene (Antonio Canova)
Cupid And Psyche (Antonio Canova), Cupid And Psyche (Domenico Cardelli), Mary Magdalene (Antonio Canova)
Cupid And Psyche (Antonio Canova), Cupid And Psyche (Domenico Cardelli), Mary Magdalene (Antonio Canova)

Cupid and Psyche (Antonio Canova), Cupid and Psyche (Domenico Cardelli), Mary Magdalene (Antonio Canova) | Hermitage Museum

2 years ago
— Franz Kafka, Letter To His Father

— Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father

[text ID: My writing was all about you; all I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your breast.]

2 years ago
My Mother: Demonology By Kathy Acker

My Mother: Demonology by Kathy Acker

2 years ago
My Mother: Demonology By Kathy Acker
My Mother: Demonology By Kathy Acker

My Mother: Demonology by Kathy Acker

2 years ago
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson // Later: My Life At The Edge Of The World,

why be happy when you could be normal?, jeanette winterson // later: my life at the edge of the world, paul lisicky // untitled, abigail disney // the icarus girl, helen oyeyemi // in which i prefer to blast frank while the door is closed, hazem fahmy // indian killer, sherman alexie // the invention of solitude, paul auster // vesuvius, amber sparks // i threw an effigy-burning bonfire for my female rage, ash sanders // the brief wondrous life of oscar wao, junot díaz.

2 years ago
Seafoam 🌊

seafoam 🌊

wallpaper set  //  prints

2 years ago
When we look at someone (an angel) from a position of unrequited love and imagine the pleasures that being in heaven with them might bring us, we are prone to overlook a significant danger: how soon their attractions might pale if 
they began to love us back. We fall in love because we long to escape from ourselves with someone as ideal as we are corrupt. But what if such a being were one day to turn around and love us back? We can only be shocked. How could they be divine as we had hoped when they have the bad taste to approve of someone like us? If in order to love, 
we must believe that the beloved surpasses us in some way, does not a cruel paradox emerge when we witness this love returned? 'If s/he really is so wonderful, how could s/he could love someone like me?'

Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]

2 years ago

I ache for the world and I run away from it

2 years ago
“Alone!!! I Am Alone, I Am Always Alone, No Matter What.”

“Alone!!! I am alone, I am always alone, No matter what.”

Original handwritting found in one of Marilyn Monroe’s diary.

2 years ago
Mary Sarton, Journal Of A Solitude

Mary Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

2 years ago
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Andrés Cerpa, The Vault

2 years ago
— "A Kiss On The Forehead", Marina Tsvetaeva   

— "A Kiss on the Forehead", Marina Tsvetaeva   

[ text ID: A kiss on the forehead — erases misery. / I kiss your forehead. / A kiss on the eyes — lifts sleeplessness. / I kiss your eyes. / A kiss on the lips — is a drink of water. / I kiss your lips. / A kiss on the forehead — erases memory. 1917 ]

2 years ago

When Oscar Wilde said Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation, and Jorge Luis Borges said I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.

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