there'll be no more after me.

eli. twenty-eight. we cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.

[mortalityplays]

btw you will miss this in 5 or 10 years. memory will smooth these circumstances down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a shade of light or a moment of this particular innocence. you don't know about what happens next, and one day that will be the most alluring thing of all. don't leave it all for nostalgia. have a nice night now, whatever night it happens to be.

[cxrrently]

[warerayumemitaasugakuruyo]

[mitskifiles]

Mitski photographed by David Barajas at Auditorio Nacional, Mexico City.

[andthefact]

Why do all minotaurs in media have nipple rings. Who's piercing their nipples. and How do I qualify for this job.

[the-woman-who-reads]

Teenage girl going through a bad acid trip (1966)

[greelin]

they’re burning me at the stake tomorrow. If anyone wants to come

[hungwy]

They'll sap your body of its strength, those blankets... And as soon as you succumb and fall to the bed, those pillows will tear what little consciousness you have to shreds.

[regardintemporel]

Herbert Tobias - Paris, 1952

[contemptible-scoundrel]

THE FRENCH FUJOSHI: and you will put ze tips of your penise togezher, oui? and you will insert yourself into 'iz boyhole, oui?

[contemptible-scoundrel]

[infectiouspiss]

i need him cold trembling and delirious from blood loss but still kinda bouncing on it

[achillesinhighheels]

The Lovers by Jef Joseph Marie Thomas Lambeaux (1852-1908)

[rosieandthemoon]

In Tívoli, Italy

[lamignonette]

[princesszeldazbyebye-deactivate]

this is the funniest thing I’ve seen in any review ever

[princesszeldazbyebye-deactivate]

[pidgefudge]

[unscriptd-deactivated20260317]

Arthur David McCormick

[mossy-cobble]

crazy how i find myself thinking i've got a handle on it all finally and then i see the ways that other people tangle their lives together so easily and live so easily together with their friends and i feel like that girl at the top of the stairs painting by norman rockwell

[mossy-cobble]

i'll always be here