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careful, she’s poison.
♰ The path to Eden is clear to those who have FAITH.
And he took me to the river Where he slowly let me drown
Jessica Stam from Jean Paul Gaultier S/S 2007
Amazing grace! how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch; like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see.
❝everyone feels lost. everyone makes mistakes. even myself. but there’s a place where you can belong. a place to be welcomed, to be loved. a place where you can be one with the father. we will show you the way. follow the pilgrimage. join me in the bliss. the first step is always the scariest, but you must have faith. come with me, and i’ll show you the path.❞
[ faith seed. FARCRY5 with skyrim & dragon age verses. independent. selective. ]
Jan Matejko Dziewica Orleańska (1886) // Florence + The Machine Which Witch (2015)
RUSSIAN CLASSICS AESTHETICS.
BOLD whatever applies to / attracts your muse.
BROTHERS KARAMAZOV.
ORTHODOX MONASTERIES. DEEP WOODS. STARRY NIGHTS. the sound of paper being torn. DIMLY LIT ROOMS. WITHERED ROSES. AN UNFINISHED LETTER. piles of books. THE SOUND OF SHATTERING GLASS. ticking of clocks in a silent house. heavy wooden furniture. THE AIR BEFORE A STORM. THE SMELL OF EARTH. A CROWD OF PEOPLE DRESSED IN BLACK. DISTANT MURMURS. emptied streets. THE FEAR OF WALKING ALONE IN DUSK.
CRIME AND PUNISHMENT.
COLDNESS OF THE SKIN AGAINST A BLADE. SLENDER PALE FINGERS AND SLIGHTLY SHAKING HANDS. A RED STAIN BLOOMING ON WHITE FABRIC. LONELY STEPS IN A CORRIDOR. the slow dripping of water. LOOKING OUT OF THE WINDOW INTO THE THICKENING DARKNESS. A SINGLE DYING CANDLE ON A TABLE. LISTENING TO ONES BREATH AND COUNTING HEARTBEATS. too many stairs. THE DESIRE TO BE INVISIBLE. a subtle memory of kind words.
THE IDIOT.
classical statues. wealth covered with dust. a dark house tainted with inherited madness. AN UNSETTLING FEELING. long walks in a park. useless chatter. A SILKEN RIBBON FORGOTTEN ON A BENCH. A MELANCHOLIC FACE. an unexpected spring rain. the joy of reading one’s favourite book. the clarity of mind after fully perceiving the world around. looking at cloudless sky.
ANNA KARENINA.
FIELDS OF CROPS. FLOWERS BROUGHT FROM AN EARLY MORNING WALK. WIND CARESSING A GIRL’S HAIR. a bowl of fruit. THE SMELL OF RIPE PEARS. THE CLATTER OF A SPOON AGAINST PORCELAIN WHEN STIRRING TEA. CHILDREN’S LAUGHTER COMING FROM A GARDEN. soft sunlight and white curtains. THE SENSATION OF VELVET AGAINST SKIN. PEARLS FROM A RIPPED NECKLACE SPILLING ON MARBLE FLOOR. A SUDDEN SILENCE IN A ROOM FULL OF PEOPLE.
WAR AND PEACE.
A GLASS OF WINE. THE BRIGHTNESS OF A CRYSTAL CHANDELIER. WHITE LACE. a raging snow storm. the sound of a door gently closed. THE MOMENT OF HOLDING ONE’S BREATH BEFORE WALKING IN A BALL ROOM. indulging in looking at a beautiful earring against light. CLOSING ONE’S EYES WHILE DANCING. SWEET SMELL OF STRAWBERRIES. a pair of gloves left on an armchair. light scent of powder.
THE MASTER AND MARGARITA.
the chaos of a lively city. ambient jazz in expensive restaurants. jumping on a moving tram. THE SIGHT OF MOSCOW FROM A ROOF. YELLOW FLOWERS IN A VASE. LEANING OUT OF THE WINDOW. shelves stacked with books. a small tin box with old photographs. STRANGE SHAPES IN THE NIGHT SKY. LAUGHING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT ON A BALCONY. colorful posters for a surreptitious magician’s show floating in the wind.
EUGENE ONEGIN.
A LONELY MANSION. reading a book in the parlor. FAINT PIANO MELODY LINGERING IN FALLING SILENCE. LONG EVENINGS. passing seasons. discussing french novels of the moment. UNSPOKEN THOUGHTS. leaning against the door frame. QUICKLY ADVERTED GAZE. eating a peach absent-minded. bright mornings. footprints in snow. A LOUD GUN-SHOT TERRIFYING BIRDS NEARBY.
FATHERS AND SONS.
birch groves. MORNING MIST. MOSS-COVERED STONES NEAR A MOOR. SCIENTIFIC BOOKS. WHITE ROSES. CHEAP CHAMPAGNE. shabby pocket-watch. light-hearted irony. freshly mowed grass. letting thoughts come and go. a slow yawn. picturesque plates and bowls filled with traditional dishes. drinking tea on the porch.
DOCTOR ZHIVAGO.
A STRANGE FEELING OF LOSS. WRITING POEMS IN A DIARY. traveling by train. THE HESITATION BEFORE TOUCHING SOMEONE’S HAND. the gaze of one lost in thought . the warmth of cinnamon. a scarf brightly embellished with flowers. A GLASS OF WATER. a threadbare jacket. THE TEMPTING VOID. the evanescent serenity of yesterday.
CHERRY ORCHARD.
A LONE CHAIR IN AN EMPTY ROOM. FALLING BLOSSOMS. old samovar. THE UNSETTLING NEED FOR CHANGE. A MIRROR REFLECTING FULL MOON. the disappointment of a glossy object turning worthless after second glance. a piano out of tune.
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I am made of bullets; shrapnel. You are solar flares and soft lips - better creatures could love you, I know. But now they’ll have to get through me.
my love should wear a warning sign, damn right I remember you |e.j.| (via ihopewestay)
Based on a comment I saw on a photo set by @sweet-vespiary (whom I shall credit for the Faith picture)
I can’t think of any other way to describe this except chaotic.
me when i cause chaos on the dash