MERCY FROM THE MOON.

𝔧𝔲𝔡𝔤𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔩𝔣.

[louvedargent]

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[louvedargent]

❝        𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘷𝘦 𝘥’𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵 (  .  .  .  )        /    in the public eye  1/∞ ⤷ ft. @slysinn if you squint

[shisasan]

Ph. Konstantin Alexandroff

[lunite-gone]

“I think, I am the wolf, I am the moon, I am the dark of the night.”

— Francesca Lia Block and Carmen Staton, Ruby (via theantipoet)

[mournfulroses]

Sophocles, from "Electra: A Tragedy," translated by Anne Carson

[weltenwellen]

Kaveh Akbar, from “Heritage”, Calling a Wolf a Wolf

[galadrils]

the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

[macherierps]

[labradowrite]

“I had to become a ghost, enter my own flesh.”

— Meena Alexander, from “Fault Lines,” originally published c. March 1993 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[labradowrite]

“No, I will not go back to those days.”

— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. June 1937 featured in “The Diary of Virginia Woolf,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[darkparadiseprodz]

[labradowrite]

“We can be too worn down by something. We can be overloved, underloved, overworked, underworked…each costs much. In the face of “too much” we gradually become dry, our hearts become tired, our energies begin to become spare,”

— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[labradowrite]

“What can I say, that will enable you to understand the depth of my sorrow?”

— Mary Shelley, from Complete Works; “Frankenstein,” publ. c. 1818 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[labradowrite]

“I have faith in things coming right little by little;”

—

Frédéric Chopin, from a letter to Solange Clésinger

wr. c. December 1847

(via violentwavesofemotion)

[labradowrite]

“but sweetheart you’re a wolf no need to howl over the loss of weak men incapable of accepting you”

— r.h. Sin (via quotethat)

[roseverie]

we do love pearls & glitter in this household / ig

[bunniemusings]

black crow, girls rituals.