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wanting and needing and yearning and longing and desiring and pining and craving btw. if u even care
Rainer Maria Rilke, in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, dated 18 July 1903, from Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters (1897-1926)
idk i just kinda wanna be a someone to someone
The Witch by Lionel Lindsay
‘HOME IS THE FIRST WOUND,’ mixed media
The feminine urge to put on a silk gown and descend slowly into a lake of black water under the full moon
Victor Frankenstein after achieving the impossible and building a fucking person from scraps of the dead: Oh god, ew, ew it's ugly! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew! Ew! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew!
victorian memento mori mourning hair necklace
Mary Shelley’s dressing case
Shelley kept relics of the ones she loved—collecting their hair in folded paper packets and treasuring the objects they used daily. Some of these are still in this case, such as this packet with Byron’s hair. The bracelet pictured here was made from Shelley’s own hair, cut from her corpse. Not here is Percy Bysshe Shelley’s heart, which Edward Trelawny claims he snatched from the fire cremating P.B. Shelley’s remains on the beach at Viareggio. According to family lore, the heart was given to Mary, who stored it in a copy of Adonais, the elegy Percy Bysshe wrote on the death of Keats. Some say she kept this book in her portable desk. I don’t know where her portable desk is, but the heart is said to have been buried with their son and the copy of Adonais is at the Bodleian, as is this dressing case.
http://shelleysghost.bodleian.ox.ac.uk/mary-shelleys-dressing-case?item=225
Keith Haring, Altarpiece: The Life of Christ
Silk chiffon tea gown
c. 1895-1905
Chertsey Museum