nightwalker;

Love is choosing, the snake said. The kingdom of God is within you because you ate it.

[yvesolade]

bloodsport

a micro-chapbook about bodies, violence & hunting. available for download here. free, but donations of £1 or £2 (or more, if you’re feeling generous) would be really appreciated.

[okayodysseus]

mythological posters, featuring icarus

“The unlucky father, not a father, called, “Where are you, Icarus?” and “Where are you? In what place shall I seek you, Icarus?” He called again; and then he saw the wings of his dear Icarus, floating on the waves.”

[yvesolade]

DECEMBER

and anyway, I never cried. the whole time, not once. God moulded some people out of clay, but I was chiselled out of stone &   stones don’t bleed & they damn well don’t cry and neither do boys & somehow I was both I mean, rock & more rock.   and I’m saying all this to the carnations by the window & she she gives me that look. The one where she’s clearly thinking   about my capital-T Trauma & says, so? so you never cried and, so what did you do?                            & God, I say, I don’t know. I say, I wrote about grief I say, I wrote out grief I wrote: grief, grief, grief, grief, grief   and didn’t stop until I couldn’t feel it anymore.   the whole damn year was violence and anger and grief. I think December had moved into my body.

[homeandash]

congrats for reaching 500 followers! your writing is so beautiful, you really deserve all the followers and more 😊 can you do hannah for the name aesthetic? thank you so much 🌸💕

Thankyou so much Hanna ur so lovely <3

Hannah; glow in the dark stars / a tree growing through the centre of a multi-storey library / sun-kissed skin glowing in the light of morning // a train through the open plains between cities, / with green stretched out before you

Name Aesthetics  

[renissance]

American Gods by Neil Gaiman: 

“All your questions can be answered, if that is what you want. But once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them.” 

[forgottendialects]

It is June.  I am tired of being brave. We drive to the Cape.  I cultivate myself where the sun gutters from the sky, where the sea swings in like an iron gate and we touch.  In another country people die. My darling, the wind falls in like stones from the whitehearted water and when we touch we enter touch entirely.  No one’s alone. Men kill for this, or for as much.

Anne Sexton, from “The Truth the Dead Know” (via allloversbetray)

[pauzamro]

for mermay🐚🌿

[existential-celestial]

It is quaint how much I miss you. It is archaic.

Ednat St. Vincent Millay (b. 22 Feb 1892), Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay (via existential-celestial)

[abandonedloveseries]

[bettersituation]

everything is so dreamy

[qvibbler]

Harry Potter Meme: ♛ Eight Quotes

5/8 Until the very end.

[soracities]

I know every river has an end.                                 You loved me & then you left.                   You loved me & then you didn’t.                                              I water myself nightly,   but by dawn I’m parched again.                                                    I know a lot about leaving                  but it never gets easier.

Natalie Wee, from ‘Practice Makes Perfect (for Marie Kakhniashvili)’, Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines (via soracities)

[mochipanko]

I don´t feel like going out today

so I´m going to stay and let it rain

[teamcaptains-deactivated2019122]

[eucalles]

(x) words for slytherin kids

[julykings]

gentle, the way sunlight touches skin

opened your curtains like the world was a piece of fruit you, a boy draped in sun, pressing oranges into juice, your mouth a trove of pulp, a store of delightful things. we eat the entire world for breakfast (it’s hard not to) we turn ourselves into valuable creatures, with all this antique soil, all this freshwater. boy, i want to grab the sun out of the sky for you. i want to dive into every body of water, i want to serve you rain storms on a hand- crafted dish, feed you with my fingers. i want to stretch my body into a tree, to provide shade, to provide a place to sleep, to provide fruit juice.

[lilascent]

moon priest