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The Addams Family (1991) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld
I donāt want mindless adorationāI desire tranquil, deep-rooted, unspeakable intimacy.
The Royal College of Physicians,Ā Edinburgh
Jenny Xie, from "Zuihitsu", Ā Eye Level
Good read on how sometimes something becomes too real too fastā¦..I need! To learn! To stop running from it!
vampires are the Most Thing Of All Time
jerking off isnt working anymore i need to drink human blood
do you want this fucking iv bag with a silly straw in it or not
I had this feeling suddenly. I get this feeling a lot, but I donāt know if thereās one word for it. Itās not nervous or sad or even lonely. Itās all of that, and then a bit more. The feeling is I donāt belong here. I donāt know how I got here, and I donāt know how long I can stay before everyone else realizes that I am an impostor. I am a fraud. Iāve gotten this feeling nearly everywhere I have ever been in my life. Thereās nothing you can do about it except drink some water and hope that it subsides. Or you can leave.
Iām lonely. What kind of loneliness? Every kind. I feel disconnected. Abandoned. As always. Repetition. So what, my love? So what? At first, I just wanted to run away. Now I have no where else to run to, nothing to run from. I donāt belong anywhere, I donāt want to go anywhere, I just want to be happy.
(1) Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001 (2) Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life (3) Daniela FischerovĆ”, Fingers Pointing Somewhere Else (4) WisÅawa Szymborska, tr. by Clare Cavanagh and StanisÅaw BaraÅczak, from āThe Railroad Stationā, Map: Collected and Last Poems (5) Daul Kim (6) Sarah Kay, from āThe Paradoxā, No Matter the Wreckage
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Leigh Bardugo, King of Scars
Itās important that everyone understand that, when I say that I ālikeā a villainous character, what I in fact mean is that I consider them to be both cool and morally praiseworthy, as well as correct in their aims and methods and worthy of emulation by people in the real world. Just in case there was any ambiguity on this point.
I further elaborate that I consider them to be An Excellent Role-Model for Impressionable Children.
I almost neglected to mention that they are a worthy sexual partner and that I am aroused by everything that they do.
And how could the air have the nerve to blow your hair around like that
Windswept (1902), John William Waterhouse / 90-Mile Water Wall (2003), The National
Got stuck in a time loop for three months and straight up didn't notice due to the Sisyphean nature of my daily life