"Moon-mad,"

[pmamtraveller]

Nude Climbing Up the Stairs by Jana Euler

[undinesea]

These are my sanctuaries: music that stirs, nature that heals, poetry that whispers, and solitude that understands.

Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to poet Boris Pasternak

[punlovsin]

“But it was a dream. We were wrapped in cotton, in silk threads, in webs, in moss, in fog, in the sea flavor of distance to be annihilated.”

— anais nin

[seaymph]

“I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much.”

— Emery Allen (via quotethat)

[persianmom-deactivated20260602]

can people really stay friends after love or is that just a kinder word for slowly letting go?

[derangedrhythms]

The arterial angel.

Dylan Thomas, The Collected Poems of Dylan Thomas: The New Centenary Edition; from ‘My world is pyramid'

[letterful]

— LOUISE BOGAN

[earlysummer1951]

LILITH (1964) dir. Robert Rossen

[ametoraeye]

[luxe-pauvre]

Fuck it, I said to them all, a radical surgeon of my own life. Never discuss. Cut.

Joan Didion, Play It As It Lays

[with0ut-guilt]

Tracey Emin, You keep Fucking me, 2024

[theincompletechronicle]

by areyouami http://ift.tt/1RJwtSb

[softpyramid]

Charlotte Moorman, Performance wearing artist Nam June Paik’s “TV Cello” and “TV Glasses,” New York, 1971

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[itsthesoulthatserotic]

# henry miller

[aqua-regia009]

Damped candles — Rafał Olbinski (Polish, b.1943)

[aqua-regia009]

Rolf Münzner

[die-rosastrasse]

~ Margaret Atwood, from "Variation on the World Sleep"