I EAT THE COSMOS.

  𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙶𝙾𝙳 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴, 𝙸 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙲𝚁𝚄𝙴𝙻𝚃𝚈 — 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝚁 @ 𝙾𝙱𝚂𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚄𝙼𝙰 .  

[misswallflower]

You hold an absence at your center, as if it were a life.

Richard Brostoff, “Grief” (via misswallflower)

[tarmairons]

THE LORD OF THE RINGS: RETURN OF THE KING (2003) — dir. Peter Jackson

[fataleangel]

“And tears are water, blood is water, a woman always washes in blood and tears.”

— Marina Tsvetaeva, from Selected Poetry; “One Long Moan,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[luthienne]

Denise Levertov, from Life in the Forest; “A Daughter (I)”

[sharpcbjects-a]

     vika bronova

[apocryphics]

girls will carry unimaginable primordial rage but still go about their day as if nothing is wrong and that is very sexy of us I think

[saint-of-the-pit]

“Darkness preceded light and She is Mother”

— Inscription on the altar of the cathedral, Salerno Italy (via shrine-of-perdition)

[emmyrussum]

SHAMELESS 5x02 | “I’M THE LIVER”

[gnossienne]

Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra, Act V Scene II

[norrmajeane]

It’s Love I’m After (1937), dir. Archie Mayo

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“A goddess of black veils and dark prophesies, a goddess of night sighs.”

— Velimir Khlebnikov, tr. by Gary Kern, from “The Night Before the Soviets,”

[draculasdaughter]

Más Negro que la Noche (1975) dir. Carlos Enrique Taboada

[equalityaxiom]

“Tonight, I will never be holy or concave / enough. Is this party over soon? I cannot resume a sense of gratitude / —not with this body I’m crawling in.”

— Aria Aber, from “Creation Myth,” The BreakBeat Poets Vol. 3: Halal If You Hear Me (via lifeinpoetry)

[onlydoll]

“[She bites God in the wrist]”

— stage direction from Artaud’s  The Jet of Blood

[coeurelibere-deactivated2018112]

[joypendants]

“There is no God, because I cut him out: I took some scissors to my chest, I carved every last part of him out of my heart. I felt nothing as I tore out that radiance; I have no need for a god – I am my own deity. I dug my own claws into my chest and I threw back my head and howled. There is no God: I tore him out. I dug my nails into him and screamed.”

— They called me a sinner; I have no need for sainthood. I am a god. (CNS)

[valtsv]

"i could fix him" good for you i guess. i could be the only thing he's truly afraid of.