WHO'S THERE?

[noeliaandres]

[89rooms]

““You,” she whispered back to him, and though her voice barely reached even her own ears, she saw the brightness enter his eyes. “Over everything, I choose you.””

— Heartless, by Marissa Meyer. 

[89rooms]

“To make her happy, I would invent God if I had to.”

— Marguerite Duras, from “The Ravishing of Lol Stein,” published c. 1964 

[noeliaandres]

found a wolf.

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[89rooms]

“She enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed being crushed under his body. She wanted him soldered to her, from mouth to feet.”

— Anaïs Nin - ‘Delta of Venus’   

[chrisfriel]

travels in an unknown land 3/141

set

[89rooms]

“He had kept her waiting far too long. She was full of impatience and longing and greed. She craved every part of him inside of her. Close to her. His roughness and tenderness mixed together. He was the only one who knew her, knew how to handle her, how to fuck her… and as she waited for his arrival she could already feel herself dripping with desire for him.”

— ramblingsofacrazyheart ♡  

[chrisfriel]

8:28 4/35

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[89rooms]

“It was through a crime that I came into the world, I came against God’s will. The offence, which even though it makes me a criminal in God’s eyes is in a sense not mine, is to give life. The punishment fits the crime: to be bereft of all lust for life, to be led to the extremity of world-weariness.”

— Søren Kierkegaard (1813-1855) in: “Kierkegaard’s Journals and Notebooks, Volume 11: Journals  A: 439″,  Bruce H. Kirmmse (general editor)  

[vjeranski]

Claudio Parmiggiani

Senza Titolo, 1983

via

[89rooms]

“You don’t know how crazy I am about you.”

— Ernest Hemingway, from A Farewell To Arms

[89rooms]

“—two lips opening like petals in a blaze.”

— Natalie Wee, excerpt of ‘Least of All’ 

[89rooms]

“Guide her to where the wild roses bloom. She is so tired of being led astray, of being dragged to a forest of thorns and left to fend for herself in the vast darkness.”

— Noor Shirazie 

[corpus-vertebrae]

[89rooms]

“Each time / I enter a memory, it changes with my entrance.”

— Sasha Pimentel, from “Before Dawn,” For Want of Water 

[cabinhome]

[89rooms]

“Time had suffered a profound disturbance, and I could feel all sorts of dark debris from the far past shifting and beginning to move up towards the surface.”

— Iris Murdoch, The Sea, The Sea