I will be inevitable.

My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe. Indie Annie Leonhardt.

[desertbl00m]

Scenes from the Lost Girls OVA | iii.

[eren-s]

Lost Girls OVA: Ending ♪♫

[11to26-deactivated20200420]

Annie 30min sketch

[xshayarsha]

- Anne Carson from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides.

[zhugeliangs]

Was all love like this, she fretted—a covering, a craft, a transient softness impossible to regrow once shed?

Spindle Fire, Lexa Hillyer, p.335 (via zhugeliangs)

[sookashira]

Can we talk about Reiner’s letter and how Annie made this of it? Annie is just playing with it? Or it have a meaning? xD

[zhugeliangs]

I inherited a dark forest where I seldom walk. But there will come a day when the / dead and the living change places.

Tomas Tranströmer, from “Madrigal”, Bright Scythe, tr. Patty Crane (via zhugeliangs)

[zhugeliangs]

[…] her solitude always uneasy, her body lonely for something nameless as they had been, or as she made them.

Claudia Emerson, “Cyst″, Impossible Bottle. (via zhugeliangs)

[zhugeliangs]

a man, the one she told no to, refuses to disappear with that long-ago summer where she borrowed a house, as though to borrow him, or time.

Claudia Emerson, from “A Thought”, Impossible Bottle. (via zhugeliangs)

[limitlessplaylist]

Visit Original Link

I feel numb I feel numb in this kingdom

[historicaltimes]

WW2 Sniper Lance Corporal A.P. Proctor cleaning his rifle, Italy 1943. Colourised.

via reddit

[rudafru]

[bookwormings-deactivated2019100]

A hidden-message ring, from the 1830s.

[alicenthightower]

Silicon Valley S04E01 - Jared taking care of Richard’s nails.

[timmychalamet]

I’ll scalp Gavin if I have to, and all the rest of those paleface sons of bitches. I’ll kill them with knives. I’ll kill them with guns. I’ll kill them with my hands.

[adrasteiax]

What prevents you? The future. The future tense, immense as outer space. You could get lost there.

Margaret Atwood, from Up in “Morning In The Burned House” (via atreides)

[unrar]

A flower vendor readies her day’s offerings, Rome, Italy, Winfield Parks.

[requiem-on-water]

The floating under water world by Mira Nedyalkova

[mira-mirabiliaimages]

“Only the wind remembers my name” 2013

Ph. Mira Nedyalkova