DIXI.

STILL, THERE IS THIS TERRIBLE DESIRE TO BE LOVED.

[thanatologic]

𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂 ... 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝗪𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝗪𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄.

THE BACHELOR, of pathologic. 

ABOUT.     RULES.

[afterflood]

@thanatologic Grapes are easy to acquire and easy to eat.

[thanatologic]

If you say anything else on this topic, I’m going to murder you.

[lunah-goodbye]

Marya Hornbacher, Madness: A Bipolar Life // Ocean Vuong, Night Sky with Exit Wounds // Robin McKinley, Deerskin

[weltenwellen]

Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red

[typodescript]

[text ID: Under the seams runs the pain. end ID]

[niceaf]

A burning hill // Mitski

[wishbzne-deactivated20210526]

the double image, anne sexton from the complete poems written c. 1960

[typodescript]

[text ID: Ugly angels spoke to me. The blame, I heard them say, was mine. end ID]

[virginiewoolf]

Tired of struggling against destruction.

Anaïs Nin, from Fire (via virginiewoolf)

[weltenwellen]

Claudia Rankine, from “There was a time”, Don’t Let Me Be Lonely

[typodescript]

[text ID: He was breaking or broken. Or, to be more precise, he looked to me like someone understanding his aloneness. Loneliness. /end ID]

[glazedeye-s]

“there is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness” — Edgar Allan Poe.

[glazedeye-s]

the song of achilles, madeline miller // the fall, alan stephens foster // nowergian wood, haruki murakami

[typodescript]

[ID 3 images:

1. text: “and speak to all who pass: he lived and died, and lives again in memory.”

2. A close-up of a painting titled “the fall”.  It depicts two figures falling, one leaping to grab onto the other.

3. text: “I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?” end ID]

[thanatologic]

@dieverge​​: ❛ the only difference between fear & anticipation is the outcome. ❜

FROM: ONE SENTENCE POETRY    /    OPEN.

❛ I’D DISAGREE. ❜ words have conviction - he is a doctor in both practice and in language, tone cutting and clinical. always eager to voice his opinion, no matter the other’s distaste, daniil continues.  ❛ fear... anticipation... it’s more about how one frames the horror in question. does one fear change, for example, or anticipate it, craving it like a dog to meat? anyone can morph their fear into anticipation - and vice versa - with the right words, even before the results of the event are concluded. ❜

[thanatologic]

@petalsburst​​: ❛ everything that defines me is nothing that i am. ❜ imagine the interaction

FROM: ONE SENTENCE POETRY    /    OPEN.

IT STARTS LIKE THIS: a friendly conversation, gloved fingers flicking the pages of a heavy thanatology book, an admittance of things that make up a personhood. the identity, so deeply intertwined in social spaces moreso than in one’s own head. tell me this, doctor: who is the self crafted for?

hand goes to rest on chin, head tilting to ponder a response.  ❛ our social personas are different than how we perceive ourselves, but i understand your sentiment. do correct me if i misinterpret, but you’re in belief that the things that make up your selfhood aren’t an accurate representation of you, yes? i can’t offer you much in terms of advice, but i can reassure you that everyone you have ever met struggles with this dissonance as well. you certainly aren’t alone in this sentiment. perhaps your insecurities - that of which are much more easier to spot compared to someone else’s perception - stop you from being able to see that you truly are what defines you. or perhaps you must change that definition entirely, mold it until you yourself are happy within your own body and mind. ❜

[lilithmemes]

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘.

i’ve  gathered  all  of  these  from   tumblr   ,   therefore  i  don’t  take  credit  for  any  of  these   &   they  will   only   be  used  in  the  purpose  of  role - playing.   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  if  you  feel  it  to  be  necessary   &   remember  to  reblog  from  the  source  if  you  aren’t  going  to  send  something  in  to  the  person  who  reblogged  this.

❛   i  am  only  human   ,   but  i  am  also  human.   ❜

❛   you  only  love  me  in  the  dark.   ❜

❛   where  are  you   &   do  you  think  of  me  ?   ❜

❛   i’d  rather  live  in  a  world  full  of  white  noise  than  spend  a  moment  in  silence.   ❜

❛   i’ve  always  been  so  careful  to  not  let  anybody  down  that  i  never  noticed  i  was  giving  up  on  myself.   ❜

❛   i  can  be  bold   ,   because  i  have  you  with  me  always.   ❜

❛   i’d  breathe  but  i  don’t  want  to  wake  butterflies  in  my  lungs.   ❜

❛   i’d  light  myself  on  fire  if  it  meant  you  were  warm.   ❜

❛   my  heart  is  set  of  gritted  teeth   &   bleeding  gums.   ❜

❛   it’s  foolish  to  hope  you’re  thinking  of  me.   ❜

❛   saving  you  meant  losing  myself   &   i  would  do  that  till  the  end  of  time.   ❜

❛   what  happens  to  you  when  i  have  nothing  left  to  lose  ?   ❜

❛   it’s  a  lonely  world   &   i  just  want  someone  to  love.   ❜

❛   i  broke  my  own  heart  when  i  fell  for  you.   ❜

❛   i  don’t  want  to  be  saved.   ❜

❛   even  the  thought  of  you  feels  like  wind  beneath  my  wings.   ❜

❛   i  always  wanted  to  start  a  revolution   ,   so  i started  one  within  myself.   ❜

❛   i  hope  you  felt  it  when  my  heart  broke.   ❜

❛   i  am  a  walking  lie.   ❜

❛   there  is  a  sound  at  the  door   &   it’s  never  you   ,   so  why  bother  answering  ?   ❜

❛   one  look  at  you   &   my  heart  leapt   &   now  you’re  stuck  in  my  head  again.   ❜

❛   even  the  silence  is  too  much.   ❜

❛   point  the  gun  at  me   ,   what’s  it  like  to  be  free  ?   ❜

❛   the  only  difference  between  fear   &   anticipation  is  the  outcome.   ❜

❛   i  wanted  you  to  hurt  me   &   i  got  what  i  asked  for.   ❜

❛   i  hope  to  god  you  hate  me   ;   i  can’t  stand  the  thought  of  you  still  missing  me.   ❜

❛   i  break  in  silence  so  no  one  will  worry  over  someone  like  me.   ❜

❛   everything  that  defines  me  is  nothing  that  i  am.   ❜

[thanatologic]

𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐒, 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐇? an angel is a nightmare. their purpose is to instill primal, oppressive horror. i think if angels existed, they’d resemble a divine pillar of light — from the heavens to the earth. devoid of anything remotely human.

[screenshotsofdespair]

[thanatologic]

hey. fuck you

ok (turns into this and never turns back)

[thanatologic]

i jst remembered i have to make icons again but it’s fine i already draw too much of danya <3