ʀᴇᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ & ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ

[antigonick]

I took my power in my hand And went against the world;

Emily Dickinson, excerpt of I Took My Power (via antigonick)

[occhidacqua]

[vecchidifetti]

a drop in the ocean, clif of moher ireland

[batarde]

And my spirit, you said, like knives dancing. My veins are centuries meeting.

Gayl Jones, Corregidora. (via batarde)

[xdkah-deactivated20200122]

The abandoned house2. by .One more cup of coffee. on Flickr.

[ncrphl]

[girlbruised]

Bite my lip bloody; sate the hunger, feed the beast.

m.d.g (via girlbruised)

[90377]

by ひとり登山(写真)部 LOG

[silversflint]

“I am terrified by this dark thing   That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.”

- Sylvia Plath, excerpt of Elm

[vintagepales]

“L'amour ne périt jamais”

[mistflarden-deactivated20200816]

[antigonick]

the mirror of the fire of my mind, burning as if it could go on burning itself, burning down feeding on everything till there is nothing in life that has not fed that fire

Adrienne Rich, excerpt of Burning Oneself Out (via antigonick)

[godswollen-deactivated20171014]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Either this stripped-down solitude or the storm of love–nothing else in the world interests me.

Albert Camus, from American Journals (via violentwavesofemotion)

[davidwerkstatt]

[beholdingslut]

If I can’t have love, if I can’t find peace, Give me a bitter glory.

Anna Akhmatova, Rosary  (via mythaelogy)

[90377]

der Nebel by Elena Wymann

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously.

Anaïs Nin, from Henry & June (via violentwavesofemotion)