Caris

☆odd little photographer☆ ☆based in United Kingdom☆ ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ ☆DM for my other socials (insta, X, Bsky)☆

[vangoghcore]

by shriveling

[quotefeeling]

“I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go.”

— Beau Taplin

[papayajuan2019]

life ain't all cheese boards and small batch jams little fella

[stuck-inasmalltown]

i don’t mean to be political, but what if everyone had basic human rights

[cariscordelia]

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[dorxix]

[ajna-aakhu]

“The beautiful is always bizarre.”

— Charles Baudelaire

[deviika]

Vita Sackville-West // Unknown

[ryebreadgf]

you keep sending assassins to kill me but every single one falls in love with me

[treetealight-deactivated2025011]

😘

[pleasereturntoheaven]

“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth”

— Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V 

[ahalal-uralma]

I am both the fairy tale and legend. I am fable and lore. A dream and a nightmare. A great truth and terrible lie. I will never accept the stories and mythologies that others spin of me. I do not need the intrusion of people’s illusions. I am a creator and destroyer. I will initiate or terminate as I choose. My reality is my own to distort.

[pairedaeza]

“Her heavy hair was full of the perfume of roses and sandalwood. Beneath the languor of her heavy lids slept passionate violence. She was almost terrifyingly beautiful.”

— Renée Vivien, tr. by Jeanette H. Foster, from “A Woman Appeared To Me,”

[lifeinpoetry]

“Once, death was much in demand, / you hid in me.”

— — Paul Celan, “[Once],” Breathturn into Timestead, tr. Pierre Joris

[pinkstarlightcomputer]

Jessie Arms Botke “ Black Swans and Hibiscus”

[perfectquote]

“I figure, if a girl wants to be a legend, she should go ahead and be one.”

— Calamity Jane (via thoughtkick)

[fawnaura]

“She who looks with the look that recognises, that studies, respects, doesn’t take, doesn’t claw, but attentively, with gentle restlessness, contemplates and reads, caresses, bathes, makes the other gleam. Brings back to light the life thats been buried, fugitive, made too prudent. Illuminates it and sings it its names.”

— Hélène Cixous, from Coming to Writing and Other Essays

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“She is not afraid of the darkest dark, in fact she can see in the dark. She is not afraid of offal, refuse, decay, stink, blood, cold bones, dying girls, or murderous hasbands. She can see it, she can take it, she can help.”

— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from  “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992