Hands Of An Arsonist

Alice || they/them there is thunder in my veins and death can't touch me when I scream.

[mournfulroses]

Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters

[boudhabar]

England, Wiltshire, Longleat Maze

[anstee]

[ultrawistful]

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[detailstodiefor]

Medieval-inspired hairstyles

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

anyway i’m really happy you exist at the same time as me. i feel so lucky to know you.

[derangedrhythms]

[…] my god I go mad when I let myself think of you […]

Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956 ⁠— Ted Hughes, 10th October 1956

[lcrdbyron]

“Her presence, her embrace, her kisses and her love. It makes me so certain. So certain that sometimes I’m afraid. But when I find myself in her arms, between her lips, in her eyes’ gaze, I just know.”

[mychicitalianlife-deactivated20]

“I am no longer shrinking myself to be more digestive. You can choke”

- Unfortunately I don’t know the source, but I would shake her/his hand if I could

[illuminescent]

how can i love myself when i’m so draining to everyone else? from peach prc in heavy

fatima aamer bilal, from even flesh eaters don't want me. | taylor swift in peace | lorde in liability | chappell roan in casual | lizzy mcalpine in full machine | josé olivarez, from citizen illegal

[feral-ballad]

Franny Choi, from Soft Science; “Shokushu goukan for the cyborg soul”

[Text ID: “I am / just trying to sleep. To feed. To fill / myself and grow larger from it. / Or: I am only trying to slither back / into my first skin. / Or: I am only trying to remember how it felt not to leak.”]

[feral-ballad]

Ilya Kaminsky, from Deaf Republic: Poems; “Alfonso, in snow”

[Text ID: "You are alive, I whisper to myself, therefore something in you listens."]

[lifeinpoetry]

“I thinned myself as though I were a project // I blot out grief as snow does light // I pass through mirrors—”

— — Alessandra Lynch, from “Bird by the Blue Door,” Pretty Tripwire

[zlladay]

cut flowers for all my rooms i care for myself the way i used to care about you

[violentwavesofemotion]

“For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.”

— Franz Kafka, from Letters To Milena (via violentwavesofemotion)

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

Underbelly, Nicole Homer

[ID: I loved someone / and I failed at it. Let me say it  another way: I like to call myself wound / but I will answer to knife.]

[avasillva]

I, myself, am strange and unusual.

WINONA RYDER as LYDIA DEETZ Beetlejuice (1988)