The Serpent’s Fall.
I know he Sauntered Vaguely Downwards but... ANGST 💕🔥

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The Serpent’s Fall.
I know he Sauntered Vaguely Downwards but... ANGST 💕🔥
People come and go and forget to close the door And leave their stains and cigarette butts trampled on the floor And when they do Remember me,,
Remember me*
“These things arrived from my grandmother’s they make me think about where I fit in this odd geometry of time. This mirror is a sort of rectangle although they say mirrors are just water specified”,
• Francesca Woodman.
“Some Disordered Interior Geometries”, Synapse Press, 1981
Para cien historias muertas quedan, sin embargo, una o dos historias vivas.
Since I was born I started to decay
Sometimes it's fated, We Disintegrate it, For fear of growing old, Sometimes it's fated. We Assassinate it, For fear of growing old.
This picture. P
Without u
I'm me
(nothing)
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no debes exponerte a que te influencie ni tan siquiera tu propia sombra.
Oliverio .G
Escrúpulo
Me parece que vivo,
que estoy entre los ruidos,
que miro las paredes,
que estas manos son mías,
pero quizás me engañe
y paredes y manos
sólo sean recuerdos
de una vida pasada.
He dicho “me parece”.
Yo no aseguro nada.
Across the pathless sands
Through jungle, blind I run
No guide taken in hand
And no idea where to turn
No sanctuary found
I tear myself in two
I pray for scarlet fields to save me
Whole and white and pure
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I dream of lost desires
Fingers run through fur
I drive myself insane
The rain cascades onto the dirt
And In the throes of love
Where the shadows burst In flames
I cast myself abandoned
**society nightmare**
He saw the darkness in her beauty. She saw the beauty in his darkness.
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