death of the moth

It fluttered to the beat of her heart.

[frostkvlt-blog]

[my-worst-nightmares]

[dancing-at-the-funeralparty-dea]

[dancing-at-the-funeralparty-dea]

[elegyforadream]

[jessedraxler]

[theopengraveofmadness]

[victoriajoan]

Still dreaming and still suffering.

Rosemary Lloyd, from Critical Lives: Charles Baudelaire (via victoriajoan)

[thequeenofnightlyrics]

[katiachausheva]

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose.

(The structure of escape)

[annalisaceolin]

[vinterblod-deactivated20190317]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

We talk like roomates bleeding night to dawn.

Robert Lowell, from Selected Poems (via loveage-moondream)

[a-t-o-m-i-c]

[teknari-deactivated20201211]

[clammus]

[gothic-sea]