vera

me quedé con la calma de aún tener un poco de alma

[cigaretttecat-deactivated202212]

[flowerytale]

Emily Brontë, from “Wuthering Heights“

[mothcub]

I see him 👁👁

[depression-stays-but-you-dont]

Ko-fi

[metamorphesque]

― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[text ID: The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.]

[metamorphesque]

“And I want to be held down. I don't know what to do with the horrifying freedom that can destroy me.”

― Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.

Artwork by Katrien de Blauwer

[luthienne]

“I make my bed every morning. / I don’t know where to start / so I start with the bed. / Then I fall to my knees against it.”

— Katie Ford, If You Have To Go: Poems; “The Addresses”

[weltenwellen]

Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice‎

[heavensghost]

Frank Bidart

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“God, God, what do I do / after all this survival?”

— Traci Brimhall, from “Vive, Vive,” published in The Missouri Review

[sweatermuppet]

from love as an act of merciful conquer by silas denver melvin

click for better quality (my instagram)

[antoniosousadias]

[adreciclarte]

by António Dias, 1980

[christiangaleofficial]

[deathtripping]

to hold

naudline pierre / erwin rudolf weiss / edvard munch / alisher kushakov / julia soboleva / ruprecht von kaufmann

[shock-toxic0]

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[metamorphesque]

 'I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.‘ — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Artwork by Katrien de Blauwer