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Willy Kriegel - Nacht
Found Photo V 2009 Black-and-white photograph 15 x 10 cm
Nayyirah Waheed
Nayyirah Waheed
Winter transport, 1959, Sweden.
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March
by Edith Holden
I don’t have to say anything. I’m not going to say anything. I know. I know, and its boiling within me.
“I need a good woman. I need a good woman more than I need this typewriter, more than I need my automobile, more than I need Mozart; I need a good woman so badly that I can taste her in the air, I can feel her at my fingertips, I can see sidewalks built for her feet to walk upon, I can see pillows for her head, I can feel my waiting laughter, I can see her petting a cat, I can see her sleeping, I can see her slippers on the floor. I know that she exists but where is she upon this earth as the whores keep finding me?”
— Charles Bukowski, excerpt from Quiet Clean Girls in Gingham Dresses. (via wordsnquotes)
Les Fleurs du Mal // Armand Rassenfosse (1862 - 1934)
Edited illustration from Pièces calligraphiques - Frédéric Fabion - 1729 - via Gallica
Inspirational Quote: Get rid of the things in life that give you headaches.
me:... the sun.. I must get rid of the sun
I really just want to be this warm yellow light that pours over everyone that I love.
Conor Oberst (via wordsnquotes)
a cigarette burn to remember you.
A crescent moon with a little smile. Hey diddle diddle and Baby bunting. 1882. Detail of illustration by Randolph Caldecott.
I don’t think they even heard me.
Yukio Mishima’s last words before committing suicide. (via ugh)
Lionel Lindsay - The Witch