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sorry i ghosted you, i was going to kill myself
Me every 4 days
me every day
me and who
Bettie Page
Joanna Klink, from Raptus
madivinecomedie:
“ God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under god are as we are none so like him as ourselves “
- Anne Rice, Interview with the vampire. 🥀🦇
“If you see old haunts, and lurk for shadows in each fast corner. If you hear crooked creaks that taint the ceilings and the floors.
If you have sat till sunrise, with eyes bleared and soul aching. Waiting for those unyielding dreams to faultlessly take you home.
If you have held the dark in the dome of your mind - though the sun still shines.
Though the sun still shines.
If you have walked through time…
and all those loves that you have known - if you have loved them blind…
If you have loved them blind.”
~ Helaena C Moon
Memento Mori Glasgow Cathedral
Top: The Beyond by Lucio Fulci, 1981. Bottom: Cat People by Paul Schrader, 1982.
Chelsea Wolfe by Bill Safi
“My heart then, insisted to rest in this sad belief, the type of belief that results in insanity ~ that if I just loved you long enough, you might eventually love me too.”
— Helaena C Moon (via hapless-hollow)
dustofreason
“My heart is filled with such sad questions, that I have no answer for. All of this stoney-cold year, it has been asking me… “Have I ever really been loved?””
— Helaena C Moon
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (1797–1851), Frankenstein, manuscript, MS. Abinger c.56, fols. 20v – 21r, 1816 – 1817. The Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford.