My Soul’s forever wandering Purgatory 🥀
{ Danella Volturi }
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My Soul’s forever wandering Purgatory 🥀
{ Danella Volturi }
Olivia Tapiero, from her book titled "Nothing At All," originally published in January 2026
Ritual memory, with love from Paris 💜
One year ago today was one of the happiest days of my life – a day when a dream came true and my first ever ritual became a reality. A day full of laughter, tears, joy, and happiness that changed me forever.
No-phones rule, something that seemed like a bizarre restriction at first, ended up being the perfect finishing touch that made this experience uniquely special and bonded us all together. That is exactly how this piece was born – from pure memories, a fleeting moment captured when Perpetua, looking at my tear-stained face and smudged makeup, traced that same gesture across his own face, singing the Lachryma chorus. I believe that was precisely the reason I lost my voice that evening :)
Hélène Cixous, from The Book of Promethea
Text ID: I exist, I am, don't come near, I have teeth, I have claws.
Albert Camus, letters to María Casares.
clawposting!!!!! he could help chop the veggies in the kitchen
so many people have inspired me to be nothing like them
Welcome to yourself
March 30, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
—Vincent van Gogh, in a letter to Theo, his brother (Drenthe, 28 October 1883)
🗡 Beware the Ides of March 🗡
Happy Stabby Day!!!🗡🩸
POV: You are walking down the street after a ritual and you see this man emerge from one of the venue doors.. What do you say to him?
Seraphine Saintclair, “Star Robed Silence”