if i love you, is that a fact or a weapon

sideblog · enemies to lovers · sarkney inspo

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Wild Nights: New & Selected Poems; “Last Lights”

[sunshinesere]

Jeff Buckley / Lover, You Should've Come Over

[poetic-questions]

from "Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin (1939-1947)"

[rotgospels]

“Once I wanted to be a saint. It seemed the only absolute act left to do, for what is most powerful in me is the craving for purity, greatness.”

— Anaïs Nin, “Under a Glass Bell” | Under a Glass Bell (via abandonarium)

[all-the-bones-ever-deactivated2]

this hit me like a truck

[itsbrucey]

Big fan of sun motifs in characters not necessarily being about positivity and happiness and how they're so " bright and warm" but instead being about fucking brutal they are.

Radiant. A FORCE of nature that will turn you to ash. That warmth that burns so hot it feels like ice. Piercing yellow and red and white. A character being a Sun because you cannot challenge a Sun without burning alive or taking everything down with them if victorious.

[havingapoemwithyou]

wait by Faraj Bou al-Isha tr. Khaled Mattawa

[antigonick]

But as soon as you loved me all my callous went away.

—Andrea Gibson, excerpt of "First Love", in Lord of Butterflies

[76seven]

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Malia Makana, from “Like Differently Love.”

[mournfulroses]

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

[xshayarsha]

“My name in his throat like a jewel.”

— Cecilia Woloch, from Tsigan: The Gypsy Poem.

[lustcannibalism]

worship and violence both require your devotion

[fuckindiva]

“There are some eyes that can eat you.”

— Angela Carter, from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; “The Erl-King” (via luthienne)

[ruhlare]

[bestiolin]

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Diaz, When My Brother Was an Aztec