you don't know how lovely you are.

Don't call me a fool, I'll call you one right back. My hands, your neck. Words kept me sane.

[infected]

Edvard Munch, Man and Woman, 1914  

[moldable]

[somecutething]

[feministism]

[mlarone]

Part 1 and 2 

[drakontomalloi]

“Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God.”

— Aeschylus, Oresteia (ver. Robert F. Kennedy, q. 1968)

[sixpenceee]

Sculpture by artist Emil Melmoth. Of his work Melmoth says “Death is living forever on my mind, a self-portrait of so many changes I had recently and how I see myself inside.”

[buttonpoetry]

I knelt beside the lake and drank the water for I was in it. This is how the body misinterprets thirst. I knew a man who drank himself to death. It was not the alcohol that killed him, it was his reflection which never left the glass, not even as it fell and the whiskey carried him across the floor.

Michael Lee, from The Only Worlds We Know (via buttonpoetry)

[awwcutepets]

Highly successful honeybee

[george-crowstanza]

Absolutely off the shits

[anthonycudahy]

a kind gesture and i want to rip the earth from the earth, colored pencil on paper, 16″ x 20″, 2017

[handsomedogs]

Ruji, akita-inu (fluffy), 9 months

[harrylawlor]

Summer evenings at Godrevy, 2017

[woundgallery]

Anne Carson, Nox

[sherlocksaestheticblog]

source: [email protected]

[thebeeblogger]

bee teas

[parasoli]

ph.by alexandra von fuerst for harper’s bazaar uk,may 2018.

[dolerme]

boyplain cruise 2018

[lucoli]