FRMT

[old-school-romantics]

[theoptia]

Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit and Three Other Plays; “The Flies”

Text ID: her great sad eyes, lakes of lambent darkness

[hitku]

by Rokuro Taniuchi

[nevver]

This is not an exit, Mememe

[theoptia]

Anaïs Nin, from Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love,” The Unexpurgated Diary (1931-1932) of Anaïs Nin

Text ID: You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. You will always be part of my life. If I love you, it must be because we have shared at some time the same imaginings, the same madness,

[visual-poetry]

by bruce worden

[via]

[nevver]

The End

[breadonearth]

[velvetmysoul]

[nevver]

All the feels, Hallie Bateman

[love]

“This photograph is my proof. There was that afternoon, when things were still good between us, and she embraced me, and we were so happy. It did happen. She did love me. Look for yourself.” This is my proof, Duane Michals, 1974

[ganjashleigh]

[nevver]

Joan Didion, Molly Meng

[nevver]

Too late, Dana Wyse

[aphroditing]

amaka.hamelijnck

[riggyb-deactivated20221126]

Cuando Llegamos A Esto

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