[belialhaematemesis]

Artworks | David Lynch

[feral-ballad]

Sujata Bhatt, from The Stinking Rose; “The one who goes away”

[litaratura]

Zoltán Böszörményi, The Dust of My Existence (trans. Paul Sohar)

[the-cinder-fields]

Franz von Stuck, The Kiss of the Sphinx, 1895

[typicalabdullah]

You never forget. It must be somewhere inside of you. Even if the brain has forgotten, perhaps the teeth remember. Or the fingers.

-Neil Gaiman

[dazed-and-fucked-up]

[octoberbrunette]

[perdicion-a]

“She decides God is no good, but he must exist, / he must exist so she can hold him accountable.”

— Ada Limón, from “The Echo Sounder,” Lucky Wreck (via lifeinpoetry)

[feral-ballad]

Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “Walking Home”

[deviika]

Oscar Wilde // Franz Kafka

[onebadgal-deactivated20240104-d]

[dawnsfragrance]

[ulibeanzz]

[sweetes-t]

[heavensghost]

Olivia Gatwood, from Life of the party

[evadethevoid]

“I burned so long so quiet you must have wondered if I loved you back. I did, I did, I do.”

— Annelyse Gelman, from “The Pillowcase” in Everyone I Love is a Stranger to Someone

[xcascantex]

(Les nuits de la pleine lune, 1984)