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Me *in a Victorian night gown rattling silverware at the edge of the woods*: come get y'all juice
Cryptids, collectively,: what the f u c k
“Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil (via the-book-diaries)
“Why was I waiting for you? Hungering and thirsting for you in every cranny of my soul and even in my ribs?”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Brothers Karamazov. (via xshayarsha)
“Little bits of dried blood. One hundred marks upon the sheet. One hundred kisses in the dark.”
— Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “Angel of Clean Sheets,”
Benjamin Constant
“Cast yourself. You are the spell.”
— T. Thorn Coyle, Evolutionary Witchcraft
“You were knee-deep in blood, hip-deep in goddesses.”
— A. E. Stallings, from Archaic Smile; “The Wife of the Man of Many Wiles,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Roselite on Calcite - Bou Azzer, Morocco
𝙳𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚛, 𝚁𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚊 [𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟾]
“Darkness preceded light and She is Mother”
— Inscription on the altar of the cathedral, Salerno Italy (via shrine-of-perdition)
“She is like a divine being to me, who somehow likes being with me.”
— Bruce Adler
“She was all hair and hips and hell.”
— vodkaisthatyou (via wnq-writers)
“It’s a dark pain, this urge of wanting;”
— Forough Farrokhzad, from Sin: The Selected Poems of. F. F.; “Love Song,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
“I love to see the sun rise blood-crimson.”
— Ezra Pound, from Complete Works: Plays; “Sestina: Altaforte,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Portrait de Nell Gwynn (détail) Simon Verelst, XVIIe siècle