made by n

nish,dead-rotting, beautiful, tortured, magnificent, ridiculous, delicious

[metamorphesque]

Dracula, Bram Stoker

[dumblr]

Suddenly I don't want anyone to know me as deeply anymore, which is weird because I have always yearned for someone to understand my soul.

[satblog]

I'm going to kiss my husband every chance I get

[deincrush]

I’m going to kiss my wife every chance I get

[mournfulroses]

Nikita Gill, from her book titled "Hekate: the Witch: Poems", published in 2025

[metamorphesque]

The Apparition (1876), Gustave Moreau

[billetdocx]

I dont really what I despise, is it me or the society ?

[soulmvtes]

how the hell is november nearly over

[nixscriptum]

[gogolnose]

"What I despise about Dazai is that he exposes precisely those things in myself that I most want to hide." - Yukio Mishima

[soulmvtes]

how the hell is november nearly over

[missinyouiskillingme]

No amount of time with you was ever enough.

[missinyouiskillingme]

I will miss you forever.

[metamorphesque]

― Rosary, Anna Akhmatova

[text ID: Will you forgive me these November days?]

[bertanlicious]

[evalcea]

Moonlight (Clair de lune)

Félix Vallotton

oil on canvas, c. 1894

Musée d'Orsay

[billetdocx]

sometimes you actually need to cry, sometimes when you actually want to cry- you just need the final ick- its the final push behind which you can hide the actual reason of crying - because you think you need to explain it to people. People demand explanation, and we feel obligated to do that.

complicated enough.

[metamorphesque]

― E.M. Forster, Howards End

[text ID: The house was very quiet, and the fog—we are in November now—pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.]

[billetdocx]

Whenever I read a book 

It happens a lot-  that I miss the world it takes me too. Like when I was reading Haruki Murakami’s kafkaon the shore, it actually took me to Kafka’s world, I felt I was the one who lived in the nanako ward ( a place in the book ) at one point of time. Later when I read white nights by Fyodor Dostoevsky, I had that world of desperation around me as well, I felt it is me who Is watching the people go to the countryside from Petersburg.

Reading literature, gives me alot , but it takes the little lingering emotion and environmental personality that I build around me every time I read a new book. 

I feel people might not want to actually want to discuss about it so I write while still having a piece of every book in me.