masochist.

inspo & aes sideblog. reblog from source.

[masocholyism]

y’lan noel as emmett

[masocholyism]

[ancientsstudies]

And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.

[mango-season]

Trista Mateer, "Baggage", from Honeybee

[ofautumntwilight]

Cursed, cursed creator! Why did I live? Why, in that instant, did I not extinguish the spark of existence which you had so wantonly bestowed?

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via heartshapedscar)

[i-never-knew-keats]

“When I looked around, I saw and heard of none like me. Was I then a monster?”

—Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

[luthienne]

Nothing is more painful to the human mind than, after the feelings have been worked up by a quick succession of events, the dead calmness of inaction and certainty which follows and deprives the soul both of hope and fear.

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via luthienne)

[jewlya]

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via jewlya)

[theosvangogh-deactivated2021041]

EMILY BRONTË, Wuthering Heights

MARY SHELLEY, Frankenstein

[lets-throw-bacchanal]

All the cute nicknames Victor Frankenstein called his son throughout the book:

catastrophe 

miserable monster

demoniacal corpse to which I have so miserably given life

an ugly mummy

a thing such as even Dante could not have conceived,

the filthy daemon to whom I have given life

no human

the wretch whom I had created

sight tremendous and abhorred

unearthly ugly being

too horrible for human eyes

miserable head

vile insect

abhorred monster

wretched devil

you, whose joint wickedness might desolate the world

too horrible for human eyes to behold

the filthy mass that moved and talked

wretch whom I dreaded

villain

monster of my creation

fiend

figure most hideous and abhorred

+ bonus - all the cute ways captain Robert Walton described Victor’s son on 1 page:

a form which I cannot find words to describe

never did I behold a vision so horrible as his face, of such loathsome, yet appalling hideousness

tremendous being

scary and unearthly in his ugliness

Tag yourself I’m “the filthy mass that moved and talked” 

[heateron]

james dean in east of eden (1955)

[dcmultiverse]

Robert Pattinson for GQ Magazine

[melisica]

Esther Loh

[summersblood]

I killed someone today.

[dansharman]

[oscar-piastri]

my boy isaac lahey reading something  (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Euripides, tr. by Philip Vellacott, from Medea and Other Plays; “The Trojan Women,”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“No human being has ever stood so close to my soul as you stand,”

— James Joyce, from a letter to Nora Barnacle written c. August 1904