love ouroboros. cannibalization of the divine except you are the cannibal and the divine and the witness watching it

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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love ouroboros. cannibalization of the divine except you are the cannibal and the divine and the witness watching it
Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980
[A white fortune cookie paper with blue text. Front: You will soon emerge victorious from the maze you’ve been traveling in. Lucky Numbers 23, 14, 5, 46, 52, 31 Back: On time, Chinese text 及 (jí) 时 (shí)]
“I have forgotten my body. It battles with sleep. It is scattered by memories. It speaks with the birds. I am ready.”
— Ioanna Tsatsou, tr. by Jean Demos, from The Collected Poems; “Sinai,”
[Your mouth] is like a pomegranate cut with a knife of ivory.
Oscar Wilde, Salomé
please look at the werewolf jellycat…their name is wilf
“Even now, decades after, I wash my face with cold water— Not for discipline, nor memory, nor the icy, awakening slap, but to practice choosing to make the unwanted wanted.”
— Jane Hirshfield, A Cedary Fragrance (via objetpetita)
woolgathering by patti smith
Charles Dana Gibson’s New Cartoons, 1916
how she likes to use her face to come in
A kitten lounges in a specially made hammock aboard the aircraft carrier HMS Eagle, c. 1940
“In my dreams I am kissing your mouth and you’re whispering ‘where have you been?’ I say, ‘I’ve been lost but I’m here now. You’re the only person who has ever been able to find me.’”
— Sue Zhao
Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water: A Memoir
subtle intimacy is so soft!! knowing someone’s routine and slowly becoming a part of it. memorising favourite teas and soups and drink orders. good morning and good night texts and messy paragraphs of love written half asleep. nicknames only you know. just!!! small things that say “look how dear you are to me.”
michael myers being like in his 60s is so so very funny to me dude will not stop slashing. he should be at cracker barrel getting the senior discount