Blake Dumas

still burning*

[blesstouchiing]

Sometimes I’m happy and I wanna live forever

Phoebe Bridgers// @boykeats //Ocean Vuong//Albert Camus//unknown source// @8-bitfiction //Mary Oliver//Charles Bukowski

[archiveofyearning]

LOVE AS VIOLENCE VS LOVE AS SOFTNESS

Ada Limon, The Good Fight // Mary Oliver, West Wind // Danez Smith, Bare // Sappho, Fragment 58.25-26 // Mitski, I Don’t Smoke // Ashe Vernon // Hozier, Cherry Wine // Shauna Barbosa, GPS // Richard Siken, Little Beast // Chen Chen, Summer [The sunflowers fall…] // Warsan Shire // Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

[vysogotaofcorvo]

This is life, and I will not lie by saying every day will be sunshine. But there will be sunshine again, and that is a very different thing to say.

You will be warm again.

Invitation by Mary Oliver / Fool's Fate by Robin Hobb / Sonny Boy Ep. 12: A Two-Year Recess / Don Quijote de la Mancha by Miguel de Cervantes / Solaris by Stanislaw Lem / Holly Warburton / The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath / Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett / Vincent van Gogh / On Earth we're Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong / The Tower of the Swallow by Andrzej Sapkowski / Tomorrow I'll be Twenty by Alain Mabanckou / Rhythm of War by Brandon Sanderson

[ophelia-network]

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” —C. S. Lewis

Highgate Mist by Michael Whelan

[feral-ballad]

Yves Olade, from Slaughterhouse; “Sugar Apple”

[sailingthesargasso]

What I wouldn’t give to fall asleep in your bedroom one last time

[geniussloci]

Jean Paul Sartre from The Flies

[a-hoe-for-dark-academia]

“I told her I loved her and all. It was a lie, of course, but the thing is, I meant it when I said it.”

- J.D Salinger, ‘The Catcher in the Rye’

[kingibuprofen]

new quiz! what famous male manipulator r u

[winterlovesfinny]

l’inferno (1911)

[heavensghost]

my favourite quote by Richard Siken

[sailingthesargasso]

“One day, whether you are 14, 28, or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find — is they are not always with whom we spend our lives with.”

- Beau Taplin, Hunting Season

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Rebel Without a Cause (Nicholas Ray, 1955)  

[sailingthesargasso]

“Their poses were strewn about the pale dawn like broken glass. The stars were long gone and there were left only the little sighing gusts of wind and the silences between… but naked souls are poor things ever, and soon he turned homeward and let new lights come in with the sun.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

[sailingthesargasso]

“I’m not sentimental — I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last — the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won’t.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

[sailingthesargasso]

“We can’t possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name’s become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It’s a sad season of life without growth.… It has no day.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

[sailingthesargasso]

The end of yearning is to be.

Neville Goddard, The Power of Awareness