wishing is a game of fools

aidn 25

[malk-with-tea]

How Can You Help Me, Stardust?

[Speedpaint]

[firstfullmoon]

Ladan Osman, “Sun to God (Gaza 2021)”

[zegalba]

Tania Font: Deconstrucció V (2020)

[wetdream4thewebz1ne]

hannibal, nbc // euripides // hannibal, nbc // trista mateer // nosferatu phantom der nacht (1979) // fyodor dostoyevsky // agustín gómez-arcos // fyodor dostoyevsky // erica jong // hannibal, nbc // jay vespertine // patricia smith // hannibal, nbc // donna tartt

[syringavulgaris]

Mahmoud Darwish, Life To The Last Drop

[starnettle]

[text ID:

“If someone said to me again: ‘Supposing you were to die tomorrow, what would you do?’ I wouldn’t need any time to reply. If I felt drowsy, I would sleep. If I was thirsty, I would drink. If I was writing, I might like what I was writing and ignore the question. If I was having lunch, I would add a little mustard and pepper to the slice of grilled meat. If I was shaving, I might cut my earlobe. If I was kissing my girlfriend, I would devour her lips as if they were figs. If I was reading, I would skip a few pages. If I was peeling an onion, I would shed a few tears. If I was walking, I would continue walking at a slower pace. If I existed, as I do now, then I wouldn’t think about not existing. If I didn’t exist, then the question wouldn’t bother me. If I was listening to Mozart, I would already be close to the realms of the angels. If I was sleeping, I would carry on sleeping and dream blissfully of gardenias. If I was laughing, I would cut my laughter by half out of respect for the information. What else could I do, even if I was braver than an idiot and stronger than Hercules?”

end ID.]

[becomingvecna]

— David Cronenberg, Consumed

[aleesabella]

Oil paintinng by Roberto Ferri

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz }

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{So We Must Meet Apart by gabrielle bates and jennifer s. cheng}

[aidnhd]

Three of Swords

[roseoilz]

1800s dagger, made in france

[saskigo]

the ghost

[plusness]

Los magníficos óleos de Viktor Lyapkalo (RUS)

Fuente imágenes: Leningrad Artist / Pinterest / Blogger / Vi.sualize

[lionofchaeronea]

Firs, Carl Gustav Carus, ca. 1840

[jondrettegirls]

[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]

Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)

[draculasswife-deactivated202212]

German Dagger.

[sportsnight-deactivated20201211]

friends to enemies to lovers is actually something that can be so intimate. i know you i know everything about you i have told you all my deepest secrets and you have told me yours and now i am trying to kill you literally or metaphorically because hate and love are separated by a very thin line and i don’t know which side i am on

[sportsnight-deactivated20201211]

[akuawaist]

By JHEY TOO COOL