always.

j. | they/them

[yawahada]

Margolles, Teresa - En el aire (In the Air) 2003 

“In the main hall of the museum, soap bubbles are churned into the air by simple, easily purchasable machines. An installation of ethereal beauty, En el aire (In the Air, 2003) turns on us with shocking vengeance when we learn that the water in these soap bubbles comes from the morgue and has been used to clean the dead bodies prior to autopsy”. –

Octavio Paz

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Source: with Reference to death

[pmamtraveller]

Lamp designs by Carlo Nason

[04k96]

[geryone]

Trace Evidence, Charif Shanahan

[lucjan]

shooting stars

[bloodstainedgauntlet]

my knight you have to live you have to get up you have to put your hand over your wound and hold it there. you have to keep walking and walking and walking because you cannot lay down yet, it’s not time. wipe the blood off your breastplate and look up into the sun. lean on your sword if you need to. lift one foot after another. get up. get up. this would be a pitiful grave.

[sophsknight]

this would be a pitiful grave.

[dreamyvixen]

x

[9e978e]

via

[beybuniki]

hellos and goodbyes

[tokkibean]

"work in progress" is actually so misleading like it assumes that im actually making progress on my work

[loveridden1999]

everything is that deep to me because i have this big empty hole in my heart

[atelierdelinda]

[inkskinned]

something about love makes you look at things differently. the really important part of this is that any love will work. if you love blue you will see it everywhere. if you love soft things you will note the cat and the thread count and the moss. you will find your best friend in ugly greeting cards and haunted dolls and terrible fanfics and since they remind you of her they will be beautiful.

so you will love the world differently for having loved someone else. you will love a certain cereal or pokemon because of your brother. you will hear your favorite band's song playing in a random store and the love of it will make the whole world a little more golden. you will read a poem so many times the words become their own creatures. you will find you cannot listen to certain music without thinking of your favorite show.

this velveteen rabbit transformation occurs. the love does not stop, it echoes.

[6thlovelanguage-deactivated2020]

Our Experience of Grief is Unique as a Fingerprint

[musenemesis]

ph Cori Corinne

Meadow in my head

[maja-paja]

i feel like i deserve more credit for getting up in the morning

[miamaimania]

“Cycles” (2020) ⟲ Sean Mundy