Collector Night

A French Guy

[the-most-sublime-fool]

I survived myself; my death and burial were locked up in my chest. I looked round me tranquilly and contentedly, like a quiet ghost with a clean conscience sitting inside the bars of a snug family vault.

Herman Melville, Moby Dick

[sporadicinked]

[neonelven]

[relapsed-sex-addict]

Asha Banks in Your Fault London (2026)

[pup-purgatory]

[ratsimons]

John Richmond SS15

[flowerytale]

William Shakespeare, from “Henry V”

[loveletters2myself]

all i crave is a peaceful life. no chaos, no drama, no gossip. safe friendships. devotion. sunlight. early nights. nervous system regulation. deep conversations about energy + purpose. intuition over logic. alignment over achievement.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jane Hirshfield

[majestativa]

Deliver me, Lord, from imbeciles and cretins.

HILDA HILST — The Obscene Madame D, transl. by Nathanaël & Rachel Gontijo Araujo, (2025)

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jay Vespertine (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[pup-purgatory]

can’t remember what it’s like to not feel tired

[therhodestohappiness]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Maria Eugenia Calderara, from Poems of Exile; “I Still Don't Know Your Name,”

[prayingtothehalfdeadmoon]

[wetheurban]

Some of the deepest love you'll experience will simply look like consistency and consideration.

[neonelven]