TOSKA

at its deepest and most painful; sensation of spiritual anguish

[mournfulroses]

Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Boris Pasternak featured in Letters, Summer 1926

[wonting]

[lhightening]

[balintszpisjak]

[furples]

[florentina-anacleto]

[trash000]

[liminally-spaced]

[canvasoul]

my witness is the empty sky

[heartlikehome]

[nymphfrill]

[sweetd3lights]

[consecuences]

[consecuences]

[listentothestories]

______theo

[yourthoughtsspace-deactivated20]

[demiiwhiffin]