a solis ortus cardine

haunt me then

[eating-god]

i thought sitting in the sun would fix me but it kinda just burned me. fucked up

[cheaphalloweencostume]

in the club straight up bothering people

[ellenthorell]

[tkkatherineblog]

[bloodofelves]

SILENT HILL 2 ↳ Town West

[weltonboys]

the meeting on the turret stairs - frederic william burton

[cortneyjbolek-deactivated202110]

[zegalba]

Erwin Blumenfeld: Nude under wet silk, Paris (1937)

[weltenwellen]

Gavin Yuan Gao, from "海, or Memory as a Water Language"

[weltenwellen]

Gavin Yuan Gao, from "Wild Nothing"

[eating-god]

why are we afraid to say we’re good at things? like let me say i’m good at graphic design even tho i just am really proficient in canva. like girl i BODIED that template don’t lie.

[theblueserpent-deactivated20250]

[eating-god]

what if i bit you? like what if i just took a bite would you be mad

[eating-god]

they were right to call it heart ache. like youre so right my heart is like ow fuck- youch! that shit is achy fr

[eating-god]

my faith is in my saliva, it’s on the tip of my tongue, it’s in my eyes, it’s swimming in my thoughts. my language is religion- i see it, hear it, taste it. whatever i touch turns to god; i spew faith.

yet i lack faith in my bones, in my blood, in my spirit. it is not in my essence, in my bowels, in my guts, in my very heart. my being is soaked in religion, over dipped. but as i stand, dripping wet, my skin will not soak it up. it shivers, searching for warmth. as the water builds, i drown in all that cannot redeem me.