Dreadful irony and the beginning of another cycle repeated ad nauseam. I will not slip again, I must simply remind myself I know the path ahead of me as long as I am constructing it.
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
$LAYYYTER
Stranger Things

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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@the-m1nnow
Dreadful irony and the beginning of another cycle repeated ad nauseam. I will not slip again, I must simply remind myself I know the path ahead of me as long as I am constructing it.
the-m1nnow
I still think of you as well. I may be gone, but I have not forgotten you or the promises I’ve made. I am a person of my word and long memory. You may call on me - I hope you know that.
#I do not know if I am capable of loving in the way I understand it to mean#anymore#But I have not erased you from my mind
busy in your work but you are not gone. are you ?really
i am not a person of long memory haha but you knowi never could forget. you know how much you changed this you are in so many of my pages you changed my focus.
ii dont ask you to love. every definition for the word is different to any one .but may ii not make you un comfortable using the word. iits all the words there is. for this. seeing you has my heart jumping hhaha its giddy
i finally have dug deep in to the work Anne! ii
know the plans that we half made .if your offer stands still.? i will need that.
when there is time..would it be too much to plan new
... Perhaps I am not fully gone yet. I will be at some point, when the time is right, but I fully intend to honor my words to you. My offer still stands, yes. If it’s time to form & enact those plans together, I will carve the necessary space from my calendar.
Your resilience. Your focus. I am pleased to see how strong you are. How dedicated. Will you inform me of the next steps or do you require some time?
@nosferanne i heard news of you today.
still think of you.
still have tulips alive for you.
loveyou Anne.
I still think of you as well. I may be gone, but I have not forgotten you or the promises I’ve made. I am a person of my word and long memory. You may call on me - I hope you know that.
You ignore every reply. It irritates me like a coarse grain of sand, grating in the back of my brain. Does it mean so little. Am I finally dead to you. Leaving notes like an epitaph.
“I wish I’d loved you better. And let you see me clearly without disguise.”
— The Haunting of Hill House (2018)
Better that one day she wakes to find all memory gone, so that she might inhabit this new body perfectly, wanting what she’s always wanted: a whole self without any sense of loss, even as she knows loss would always have come for her.
— Paisley Rekdal, from “Io,” Nightingale
[-276] so sayeth john milton
A test of discipline. A test of discipline. A test of discipline. Put it down in the crushing deep, in the dark. Tether what won’t drown.
I hope you die in a fire.
[-221] the sky was red and i was afraid
Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment (via fox-corner)
the way a human loves another human
The worst feeling is the moment that you realize you’ve lost yourself..
I stand in the presence of the destroyed god: a rubble of tendons, knuckles and raw sinews. Knowing that the work is mine how can I love you?
Margaret Atwood, Excerpt of Speeches for Dr. Frankenstein from Selected Poems 1965-1975 (via ofstarfleets)
i miss the person i was before you destroyed me.
– by (DS)
house of leaves / tarkovsky
“The world has been trying to turn her into a monster for as long as I can remember, and as I watched her cry out with anger and punch the defenseless wall over and over again until blood ran down her hands, I realized that it had succeeded. Not the kind of monster that eats children and terrorizes towns, but the kind that shies away from love. The kind that hides in the darkness because it has been hurt to many times in the light. The kind of monster that breaths fire to try and disguise from the fact that it doesn’t want to breathe at all”
Jaiden Jarvis (via jaidos13)