Yes.

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice

I’ve been fixing up my room and this is kind of just what it’s at rn and I’m so happy

François-Hubert Drouais 

French, 1727-1775

Madame du Barry (details)

Midsummer Eve by Edward Robert Hughes

Fairy Wings (detail) by TheFancyFairy on Etsy

i am a graveyard full of moments that i could have had with you

Let me fall silent,

Your nothingness stabs a hole in my ribs,

No substance, no form, no tangible hold

I dance between clarity and insanity

I have been looking everywhere for you,

I turned myself inside out,

I am a rabid dog,

I am a wanderer forever deprived of eden

I am your lamb,

Devour me, haunt my dreams,

It is still here,

It wouldn’t stop lest you come home to me

This bile of yearning filling up my organs,

It’s yours and yours alone.

Would you be the same if I taint my soul trying to search for yours?

Sun, swallow me whole. I want to be beautiful to my own accord. I want solitude that does not kill. For once, i want to be the light that permeates and guides someone to liberty. If not sunrise, then sunset at the very least. I am a myriad of flaws. I was told that light could make terror beautiful, too. Come, devour me. I don’t care if you burn my skin or suffocate my lungs—I want to be whole.

What else could you have done

But pray?

To beg for a divine intervention

To be able to walk on air?

How else would you bear

your feet catching on fire

As the world burns around you?

you know that feeling when you’re out in nature at 5 or 6am and everything’s still quiet and the air still smells like night time and it’s fresh so you shiver a bit but then slowly the first rays of sun peak over the edge of the earth and everything is bathed in foggy, golden light and you just stand there watching the earth awaken.. if that’s not soothing idk what is