Gattamelata

[of-earthandlight]

And we are the vessels through which it is spoken :: 𓆃

[recaption]

[midland]

[earthlynation-blog]

[love]

by Maria Shatalova

[herzgewachse]

it’s not about wanting to see signs everywhere, but understanding that there are many different types of language. how many times life has talked to me without words

[amiiam22fuk]

[internetmotel-deactivated202111]

[thecolorblockcurator]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“She had discovered something—something very profound it had been, about love and sadness,”

— Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “Jacob’s Room,” wr. c. 1922

[godwantsit]

[artemisiasea]

Summer in Montana Summer 2014 

[poetic-sanctum-deactivated20190]

“Tell me…when does the light finally come? And this darkness banished?”

— Lillith Regina, “Judgement Day” (via: poetic-sanctum)

[elladaa]

[epicine]

[cosmicanimalcrossingcharacter]

[trefoiled-deactivated20260516]