love's god on a good day

[aqvilegias]

there is a willow grows aslant a brook, that shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; there with fantastic garlands did she come of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples that liberal shepherds give a grosser name, but our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them: there, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke; when down her weedy trophies and herself fell in the weeping brook. /// don't ask me why i hate myself as i'm circling the drain 'cause death, it takes too long and i can't wait

ophelia from shakespeare's hamlet + tempest by ethel cain

[chaoscroissant]

I WILL SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS, FOREVER. MAYBE AS A BLESSING. MAYBE AS PUNISHMENT.

[cataclysmictide]

Seems A Lifetime of Distance Away From You

unknown/dogs i pass on the street - sydney rose/unknown/unknown/anyone else but you - the moldy peaches/unknown/unknown/unknown/hey, there delilah - plain white t's/unknown

[sicknessinmotion]

on loving. on never being loved.

sue zhao // ernest hemingway // alexandria // clementine von radics // clementine von radics // anaïs nin

[ahotknife]

noah ross / jennifer gennari / roadkill - searows / st. bernard - lincoln / thegirlhoodtheory / richard siken

[dr4gme]

[flowersandfashion]

I'm Your Man, Mitski /// “you said the lambs were ready,” come the slumberless to the land of nod, Traci Brimhall /// I WILL BE GOOD AS LONG AS YOU WANT ME, @towriteabutch /// 'the reciprocity of the attack dog and the hand that holds the short leash' (edited), @finalgirlabigailhobbs /// Moon Song, Phoebe Bridgers /// Still Life Based on Hunting (detail), c. 1665-1701, David De Koninck /// It Will Come Back, Hozier /// "you’ve always been more of a dog person," @trinakeepstrying

[mrrrow-rio]

Web weave on breaking up.

[lilyflxwers]

sources: ophelia, act IV, scene V // traci brimhall, dear eros // unknown // suzanne scanlone, promising young women // destiny, fieldplates gauntlets // camille rankine, emergency management // fatima aamer bilal, being unwanted is a language // unknown

[martyrborne]

Longing: A persistent and wistful craving for someone or something that is distant, unattainable, or lost.

To miss something so much it’s painful. To want.

[martyrborne]

Devotion: profound dedication, loyalty, or love for a person, activity, or cause.

To love like a dog. To give everything and receive nothing but table scraps. To always want more.

[aworsening]

The More Loving One

i. Wikipedia / ii. Unknown / iii. Remember My Name - Mitski / iv. You Cooked for Me - Caitlin Conlon / v. A Loving Feeling - Mitski / vi. starparkdesigns / vii. A Burning Hill - Mitski

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

[megthemariner]

@ryebreadgf / The Truth About Grief, Fortesa Latifi / bone deep, m.v.e / Sidewalk, Richard Silken / @fridayiminlovemp3 / 60 hours, m.v.e / @itsblackleader / Salt, Nayyirah Waheed / @heavensghost

[klodizzle]

The past is not a place you visit, it is a place that lives inside of you.

[shephanonmybuddie]

betrayal.

the hunger games / how to get away with murder / hruiz016 on pinterest / veeentum on pinterest / carrie / traitor - olivia rodrigo / firstfullmoon on tumblr / malcolm x / twilightdaydreamer on pinterest / agatha all along / harknessapphic on pinterest

[maertyrer]

Hermann Kaulbach Martyr on the Cross

Oil on thick cardboard, ca. 1880, 25 x 36.5 cm