Hea Malik

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[lacetulle]

Dior | Spring/Summer 2025 Couture

[insightfularistocracy]

A Home of Ashes

Is it harsh to admit I grew up malnourished? not in the sense of lacking a roof over my head, which merely were hollow enclosures — but starved, almost famished for the love I always sought. I grew up in a scorching, desolate home, thinking everyone's homes were also constantly burning at the same pace as mine. I lived in obscurity, lost in my infernal world. It took long to realize I was telling myself this lie, to accept that whatever was happening was only the beginning, and soon it would spread like wildfire, reaching the core of me — where once dreams lay, fear resided. Fear of being engulfed whole, consumed to ashes. - Hea Malik (hea.malik)

[mournfulroses]

Angela Carter, from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; “The Erl-King,”

[la-novellista]

...some eyes...

[sulfatto-deactivated20241018]

[dumblr]

Everybody so full of lust, bring back real lovers.

[echoesoftheinfinite]

I want someone who admires me with the same intensity as they admire the moon and the stars.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jay Vespertine (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[ai-dream]

Vantage point.

[forlornly]

ig: werenotreallystranger

[oddfilmstills]

[mournfulroses]

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, from a letter to Jane Williams written in February 1823, featured in The Letters of Mary Shelley

[darkbluepassion01]

Follow your passions

[flowerytale]

Edgar Allan Poe, from a letter to Mrs. Maria Clemm, July 1849

[shambholic]

[madisondaffy]

[perfectquote]

“It’s both a burden and a blessing to feel everything as deeply as I do.”

— Unknown

[consecuences]