luminescence.

ɴʏx | ɪɴᴛᴊ | ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ | ᴀꜱᴛʀᴏʟᴏɢʏ | ᴀᴇꜱᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄꜱ

[aestheteasteria]

seeking, yearning, reaching hands

[389]

[daily-spooky]

[luthienne]

Tony Hoagland, from Application for Release from the Dream; “The Complex Sentence”

[sad-house-of-mortality]

“Wouldn’t death be kinder than this? Like wide open arms, ripe with a willingness to soften and to soothe. Wouldn’t death be more merciful than this? Like an angel in spotless white. I swear that it would.”

— tumblr  -  Helaena C Moon  /  instagram  -  helaena.c.moon (via hapless-hollow)

[thehopefulquotes]

“I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.”

— Melissa Cox

[flowerytale]

Charlotte Brontë  — Jane Eyre

[photografya-deactivated20230917]

[nevver]

Full circle, Tommy Nease

[thewildetyme-deactivated2021020]

“To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.”

Sanober Khan

[ameliecozy]

Instagram: abookandadream

[jaded-mandarin]

[gnossienne]

Ribalta. Detail from Dead Christ supported by Two Angels, 17th Century.

[love]

[hellwatermelon]

[heistia-blog]

Sometimes they came out blind and screaming, sometimes they came out twisted and so misshapen they couldn’t be recognized; and worst of all sometimes they came out with their own faces but murder behind them, something gone dreadfully wrong within.

[requiem-on-water]

by Nicola Samorì

[unsociabledoll]

“You’re not dead, but you’re not alive, either. You’re a wintergirl, caught in between the worlds. You’re a ghost with a beating heart.”

— Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls