[greatestlittlegiant]

always thinking of that “i couldn’t stop wasting time” quote

[greatestlittlegiant]

song of the summer!!

[emiliosandozsequence]

the incest diary, anonymous

[cleaningouttherooms]

visceralists vindicated

[funeral]

David Kishik, Self Study: Notes on the Schizoid Condition

[thatbitchsimone]

[surqrised]

“Love never dies of a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness, errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds. It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never of a natural death.”

— Anais Nin

[metaphorsnlavender]

“I am fond of lovers but I cannot love, I am too far away, am banished.

— Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Frans Kafka 1910-1923

[virgin-martyr]

I wonder if you can understand how horrible, disgusting, and coarse everything has become for me, and above all how disgusting I have become to myself.

Leo Tolstoy, excerpt from Anna Karenina trans. Rosamund Bartlett

[petaltexturedskies]

D.H. Lawrence, from "The Plumbed Serpent" in The Complete Works

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Franz Kafka // Richard Siken

[quotespile]

“Things get bad for all of us, almost continually, and what we do under the constant stress reveals who/what we are.”

— Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

[jovialtorchlight-deactivated202]

restful dream 

[italktogodbut]

[vickypostmortem]

[juicyprincess-deactivated202409]

“I need a father. I need a mother. I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty.”

Sylvia Plath

[otupbin]

victorian memento mori mourning hair necklace

[soracities]

Samuel Beckett, Endgame