Feeling like.
Valley of the Dolls (1967)

Andulka
Noah Kahan
The Bowery Presents

oozey mess

if i look back, i am lost
Mike Driver

bliss lane
ojovivo

roma★
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Claire Keane
Doug Jones
Sweet Seals For You, Always
NASA

@theartofmadeline
Today's Document
Misplaced Lens Cap
KIROKAZE
noise dept.

gracie abrams

seen from Australia

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Feeling like.
Valley of the Dolls (1967)
Death and Passions Descend upon the World / La Mort et les Passions fondent sur le Monde: La Guerre de 1914 (1914 - Woodcut on Japanese paper) - Auguste Louis Lepère
“You don’t realize it, perhaps, but you are turning these delusions and illusions of the past into criminal things.”
— Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin featured in A Literate Passion: Letters Of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller (1932 - 1953
It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.
midnight thoughts (via longanimite)
Hello loneliness, how are you tonight? Are you shivering in the bathroom, crying as the walls seem to crush you in? Hello loneliness, are you doing alright? I’ve heard from my friend sadness that you got together. Hello loneliness, tell me do you want to be my friend tonight? I’m dying right now, and nothing seems alright. Loneliness, you come to see me when I am blue, When death hangs heavy in the air, till it feels like I am suffocating You come to see me when I am at my worst, When I want no one to see me, for I am like a demon awaiting it’s prey, I can tell you see me in a horrible light, so tell me loneliness can you visit me tonight? Hello loneliness, are you crying by yourself? Are the walls you’ve built around yourself suffocating you? You and I have barriers as high as castle walls, We let no one in, Because if we did, They would tear apart the small threads that hold our heart together, So tell me loneliness, do you want to be my friend tonight?
casseden (via wnq-writers)
Typical questions Richard Ramirez would send people with his letters. He sent me this in I believe 2009.
There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.
Willa Cather (via landscape-photo-graphy)
moodboard: vanessa ives
i should have died a virgin. like joan of arc. be true, be strong. sing on the funeral pyre. did you know she sang as she burned?
What a joy it is. To exist at all, I mean. What a lovely thought.
Nicholas Browne,
Haiku 60 of 365
(via wnq-writers)
In America the dead receive better dental care than most of the living. First aid dentistry. 1914.
And beyond this, I sometimes think, you betray my voice, but speaking without you is a plea to a mirror, fleeing into the worst kind of wood.
Hugo Claus, from “She,” Even Now (Archipelago, 2013)
“Yesterday I couldn’t write, everything was too dark for me.”
– Franz Kafka, from a letter featured in Letters To Milena
One of my favorite parts of Skyrim is the little kid at the orphanage after you kill Grelod. She goes “Kill one person and you can solve so many problems. I wonder at the possibilities.”
I’m glad I could be such a positive role model.