N.U.M.N.U.M

someone, something

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

[shisasan]

𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝙷𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎, 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 (𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟽)

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Wild Nights: New & Selected Poems; “Pareidolia”

[mournfulroses]

Edgar Allan Poe, from a letter to George W. Eveleth, featured in The Life and Letters of Edgar Allan Poe

[mournfulroses]

Izumi Shikibu, from a poem featured in Japanese Poetic Diaries; The Diary of Izumi Shikibu

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

anything that brings out your childlike wonder is worth giving your attention to

[oldwinesoul]

mi amor

[shisasan]

July 26, 1923 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov Nabokov's first written letter to his future wife, a little more than two months after they met

[shisasan]

Long before Vladimir Nabokov (April 22, 1899 – July 2, 1977) became a literary icon, the pivotal moment in his life occurred when 24-year-old Vladimir met 21-year-old Véra. She would become not only his great love and wife for the next half-century but also his indispensable creative partner. Véra served as Nabokov’s editor, assistant, agent, archivist, researcher, and even his bodyguard famously carrying a small pistol in her purse to protect him from assassination after he became America’s most famous and most scandalous living author. Captivated by her intellect, humor, and love of literature, Nabokov began writing poems for her almost immediately and continued expressing his passionate love through letters until his final days. 🜍 ⟡ ⟢ 

[ancientegyptianskaterculture]

[innerchildabortionclinic]

fuck off. I just know if I was a dog and my owner let go of my leash i'd be the dog that stops walking and looks at the owner for reassurance and not the dog that runs free

[girlmostlikely]

Everything is $49 these days. I simply can’t fathom how anytime I want or need anything it’s always just $49. I’m sick of how every company wants $49 from me. My chest hurts.

[angelicdewdrop]

[omtai]

love downloading a pdf to never read. just in case. like lol. you’re coming home with me

[papayajuan2019]

every city is walkable if you're willing to walk lonely and precarious

[fairycosmos]

god forbid a woman is boring and a low achiever and likes to drink

[tkkatherineblog]

[mournfulroses]

Henri Cole, from a poem titled "Twilight," featured in A Century of Poetry in the New Yorker