heart_blowing

[paper-wounds]

[primulaceas]

Ottessa Moshfegh, Eileen

[guooey]

Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra

[fortuneaday]

[A white fortune cookie paper with black text reading: Your fondest dream will come true within this year.]

[cityfawns]

It’s been a heartbreaking year in many ways

[andrumedus]

Morgan Parker, Other People’s Comfort Keeps Me Up At Night; “Greetings from Struggle City”

[Text ID: For a taste of your neck I would / burn my tongue]

[geryone]

Sanctificum, Chris Abani

[macrolit]

“I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.”

— The Crucible Arthur Miller (b. 17 October 1915)

[aloneandforsakenbyfateandbyman]

The Black Belly of the Tarantula (1971)

[p0rn-daddy]

““You’ll love me later, after you’ve tried everything else and got tired.””

— Robert Creeley, from “Going Home” (via helish-daddy)

[megairea]

Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima Mon Amour (tr. by Richard Seaver), 1959

[librarycard]

i couldn’t fix him. but i could fuck him

[primulaceas]

Bernhard Schlink, The Reader (translated by Carol Brown Janeway)

[jkullenberg]

[fanghusband-remade]

i hate texting let me bite you

[mentaltimetraveller]

Tracey Emin

I Wanted You To Fuck Me So Much I Couldn’t Paint Anymore, 2020

205.7 x 279.1 x 4.9cm

[showroomofvisualart]

“A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism.”

— Georges Bataille. “Erotism: Death and Sensuality”.