“to know the pain of too much tenderness”

film and lit student

[plumslices]

19th Century Silver Candle Holder & Snuffer

[thatfilmkid]

21.10.22

[halloween-sweets]

[voiceofnature]

Thatched cottages by adamjason1

[lungthief]

stumbled across this essay in my university’s arts library and i literally cannot stop thinking abt it

[jnjo]

spring, 1931

[metamorphesque]

— Oscar Wilde 

[strawbebyjam]

“I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again —”

— Georgia O’Keeffe, in a letter to Russel Vernon Hunter, from Georgia O’Keeffe: Art and Letters (New York Graphic Society, 1990)

[demonites]

“September approaching…I feel I owe myself a brief respite of leisure and no rushing around. I can’t face the dead reality. I want rainy days, lanterns and a hundred moons twining in dark leaves, music spilling out and echoing yet inside my head.”

— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[derangedrhythms]

Margaret Atwood, You Are Happy; ‘Memory’

[iridessence]

Felt a little like a painting in this photo.

IG: iridessence | my style

[spiritusloci]

The Oxford Union, Oxford

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

Undersong, ‘Equinox’ (1969) by Audre Lorde

[iD: we must be very strong / and love each other / in order to go on living.]

[theivorypiano]

words slipping through my fingers like crystal water that feeds the soul

ig: theivorypiano

[ohthereyouare]

Old Town Cemetery, Stirling by jaipsiepie

[lord-des-fleurs]

[detailedart]

emotional expressions and shades of eyes in paintings