Starvation of the heart.

Jovana

[theoptia]

Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life

Text ID: I always return to myself, always more faithfully.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— josé olivarez // natalie diaz

[letsbeapoemtogether]

I am tired of explaining the fire,

It burns because it must.

Holy Wild, Gwen Benaway

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— jay vespertine; from the usual: full moon insanity

[stillgotscars]

Sylvia Plath, in a letter to Ruth Tiffanny Beuscher written c. July 1962

[glowcowboy]

scared out of my mind. anyway i love you

[more-than-ideas]

The Potter

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Nina LaCour via letsbelonelytogetherr

[robert-hadley]

Inside the Aegidium, a long-abandoned Art Nouveau theatre in the heart of Brussels. Photo - Nicolas Schimp for The World of Interiors

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Teach me new caresses, gentle ones,”

— Gabriela Mistral, from Selected Prose & Prose Poems; “Tell Me, Mother,”

[haageer]

[mournfulroses]

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends

[c-u-r-y-blog]

[mournfulroses]

Patricia A. McKillip, from her book titled "The Book of Atrix Wolfe," originally published in 1995

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Vincent Van Gogh, Almond Blossom, 1890. Van Gogh Museum, Amsterdam.

[nixscriptum]

[oldwinesoul]

Your presence, your warmth, our closeness, our understanding,

// Hélène Cixous, from "Hyperdream," originally published c. July 2006