Coffee, tea, me?

"SANDY IS A GODDESS. FLAWLESS HAWT PIECE OF SASS." (cit.) * “Everything falls into the hands of music eventually. The only thing that ever rescued me was listening to a big voice.” * My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings.

[dandthegods]

“His kiss was sweet as if from a long necked bottle.”

-Dionysus, reminiscently

[incorrectservamp]

“Get in, loser, we’re healing from past trauma and changing our negative coping mechanisms.”

— Mahiru

[perpassareiltempo-deactivated20]

“L'estate era venuta di colpo; con un paio di giornate calde aveva trasformato il mondo, resi più profondi i boschi, più maliose le notti.”

— Hermann Hesse

[nevver]

It’s not the same, Scarlett Hooft Graafland

[theindivisual]

[neutron669]

[m-as-tu-vu]

“He knows all of my secrets and still wants to kiss me.”

— Warsan Shire, “Excuses For Why We Failed At Love”

[satomi-meusaudadeamor]

why is there a riot in the heart when we love?

why do we feel ashamed ?

what is that thing in the pit of your stomach

called desire?

- Benjamin Alire Sáenz -

Ph : Andrew Obtinalla

[detailedart]

Detail of Fallen Angel (1847), • by Alexandre Cabanel.

[sololamusicanellamiatesta-deact]

L'attenzione a non ferire è la più bella forma di rispetto

[sundayhabit]

Shiraz Ta, 1994

[back-to-the-stars-again]

“Per aspera ad astra”

— ‘Through hardships, to the stars’ Latin Phrase

[naomized]

Bertolt Brecht

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Weren’t you ever warned, the more beautiful she gets, the more her beauty hurts?”

— Toni La Ree Bennett, from “No Pastel Princess,” (Purgatorio, Cantos 28-33)

[waywardbelle]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Art was a kind of demonic possession. Art would dance you to death. It would move in and take you over, and then destroy you.”

— Margaret Atwood, from Negotiating with the Dead; “Temptation,”

[400fottutichilometri]