[ladygobpire]

my oversized sweatshirt will protect me from Everything

[peskyfirefly]

iris by goo goo dolls really is insane though. I'd give up forever to touch you? you're the closest to heaven I'll ever be? all I can breathe is your life? and I don't want the world to see me cause I don't think they'd understand? when everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am? does anyone hear me.

[petaltexturedskies]

E. E. Cummings, from "If I have made, my lady, intricate"

[feral-ballad]

Molly McCully Brown, from The Virginia State Colony for Epileptics and Feebleminded: Poems; "While under"

[Text ID: "one bright morning / I'll fly away"]

[ringofbone]

by the end of summer my hair will be waist length and i will be living somewhere else

[hungryfictions]

[mournfulroses]

Andrei Tarkovsky, from a diary entry featured in Time Within Time; Selected Diaries

[mournfulroses]

Sylvia Plath, from a letter featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. 1: 1940-1956

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, Poems 1962-2012

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground

[shisasan]

March, 1933 The diary of Anaïs Nin [Volume One: 1931-1934]

[derangedrhythms]

A monster, however horrible, secretly attracts us, pursues us, haunts us.

E. M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born, tr. Richard Howard

[b0dy-snatcher]

2025 is already hitting hard.

On benzos again. A broken engagement. Haunting insomnia.

So many boxes to stuff with your clothes, so many silences I will have to fill alone.

[nevver]

In bed but awake, Guim Tió (because)

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Sue zhao/Ryan O'Connell

[apoherm-deactivated20231020]

The Dead Icarus, Paul-Ambroise Slodtz (1743) Marble, Musée du Louvre, Paris

[oldpaintings]

Grave, 1884 by Alexei Savrasov (Russian, 1830–1897)