Blood-lust

she/hers. XVII. Do you think humans are born rabid?

[basiltoyourdorian]

Bataille on eroticism and literature

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Sagittarius, sunflower nebula

[basiltoyourdorian]

"I want someone to tell me what to wear EVERY morning. I want someone to tell me what to eat. What to like, what to hate, what to rage about, what to listen to, what band to like, what to buy tickets for, what to joke about, what not to joke about"

"and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?"

Freedom is a privilege and loneliness is the price it comes with ~

[basiltoyourdorian]

What's the purpose of your faith, if it doesn't make you happy?

[basiltoyourdorian]

It makes absolute sense to me, why people adore anonymity. Why anonymity has highest of bidders and how it's the lightest baggage. Ironic isn't it? Whenever I see a concealed face, I wonder what's behind it just automatically assigning it's worth. When I see a man walking down the street, with bearing the face he owns. I coil with ingenuity of disinterest, it's just a face a different one indeed but still a mere face.

There's something about a façade, that conceals you, puts you in a blanket and coddles you in it's tender arms. It's like that favourite scent from your past days or worn hands of your mother.

Perhaps, people who adore inconspicuousness are cowards, but yet the most powerful cowards of the world.

Because, what is the worth of the world to whom life never really existed? When you know people you share a part of yourself with them, it's a barter. In the end, there's little to nothing that's left for yourself to feast on. It's a waste. Feeding others while starving yourself is not charity it's foolishness.

We are supposed to be driven by pleasure and comfort. Our hedonism is hereditary.

-Trivialities of living

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I feel (I can't) dead, tired and sick. It's like with every breath I take, I rot and my insides bleed while fleas feed on them. They're spilling out like crimson wine. There's this numb ache i can't shake. I think (I believe) the only pleasure worth pursuing is death.

~ Living is a chore

[basiltoyourdorian]

There's something so bloody about the universe.

Caldwell, 49. Rosette

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"I'm afraid that time will quiet the rage in my heart"

[dark-romantics]

Dracula had it right, sleep all day, live alone in an abandoned castle & explode into a thousand bats to get out of social situations.

[basiltoyourdorian]

There's desert in my soul, winter in my heart. Sickness etched deep in my bones. I'm tired, of being tired.

[basiltoyourdorian]

Janet Fitch- on love and hatred

[basiltoyourdorian]

How much of your love is like water, rippling and never stagnant. It touches me in waves and drowns me. Even the Greek myths are compliant of your beauty, the Aphrodite emerged from water and the Thetis ruled the fury.

- my mother says I love defiance

[evenfallmuse]

“Read to me”

“why?”

“Because you go somewhere else when you read. I want to go there with you.”

- Alex light , The Upside of Falling.

[basiltoyourdorian]

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

Sylvia Path