La Douleur Exquise

Heart-wrenched

[sa-dnesss]

[shisasan]

𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝟸, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ID: August 12. Didn’t sleep at all. Lay three hours in the afternoon on the sofa, sleepless and apathetic; the same at night. But it mustn’t thwart me. END ID]

[mkvx-deactivated20240202]

@mkvx

[mynocturnality]

St. Catherine’s at Bell Gable, Fayetteville, US.

[mrschroeder]

Stay awake

[dolstoi-deactivated20231210]

[somerabbitholes]

late nights

[maplemachiato]

[aridante]

the black saint & the sinner lady & the dead & the truth, morgan parker // the truth the dead know, anne sexton.

[the-bookshop]

[sunbathe]

@cjslpr

[deviika]

—Yiwei Chai, The Jacaranda Years

[hatin]

via weheartit

[daweyt]

arabic poetry is so beautifully yet painfully romantic, i mean “they asked “do you love her to death?” i said “speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life" and “because my love for you is higher than words, i've decided to fall silent" and "it is not enough to say love in Arabic, you must say 'be the thing that buries me'" could have got jane austen crying and shaking

[mossy-woods]

[dankmemeuniversity]

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