“Darling, darling. I live in you, and you would die for me. I love you so.”
carmilla (stone) lithograph | prints here

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Love Begins

shark vs the universe
Sweet Seals For You, Always

if i look back, i am lost
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taylor price
art blog(derogatory)
Jules of Nature
Not today Justin
Mike Driver
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Xuebing Du
wallacepolsom

ellievsbear
cherry valley forever

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“Darling, darling. I live in you, and you would die for me. I love you so.”
carmilla (stone) lithograph | prints here
"The shift from the Afro-Caribbean zombie to the U.S. zombie is clear: in Caribbean folklore, people are scared of becoming zombies, whereas in U.S. narratives people are scared of zombies. This shift is significant because it maps the movement from the zombie as victim (Caribbean) to the zombie as an aggressive and terrifying monster who consumes human flesh (U.S.). In Haitian folklore, for instance, zombies do not physically threaten people; rather, the threat comes from the voduon practice whereby the sorcerer (master) subjugates the individual by robbing the victim of free will, language and cognition. The zombie is enslaved."
— Justin D. Edwards, "Mapping Tropical Gothic in the Americas" in Tropical Gothic in Literature and Culture.
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Mutual obsession or wtf is even the point
putrid hound
By Rob Isley
"Vampire Fairy Demon"
By Takato Yamamoto
Congregation of the damned
Dream in ether
✞ 666 ✞
Drowning in the dark
Some nights I don't want to talk
I can feel it better when we lie to ourselves
You don't feel at all
Don't hope
We can make it out
Talk slow
We can take it now
Slip away
There's nothing left to keep us here
✞ 666 ✞
from “that’s my girl” to “that’s my wife”
People with no childhood trauma is so confusing like what do you mean you cried to your mum and she helped you?
Meet Me In the Moonlight
Watercolor on Black Cotton Paper
2023, 22"x 30"
White Peonies