moved to @dichotomae

there's no one here

[the-old-dichotomae]

being a girl sucks, im going to be a boy wait no being a girl was great im going back. hang on, i miss being a boy, im a boy now. fuck i miss being a girl again ohhhh I CAN BE BOTH AT THE SAME TIME

[the-old-dichotomae]

I’ve never drawn her. I like to draw beautiful people, and yet I haven’t drawn the most beautiful person I know. I think it’s because I couldn’t, even if I tried. Any attempt to put her essence into a drawing would surely end in disappointment. I know her face too well; I would look at my drawing and know that it was not her. 

[iamshreyuh]

~ Oscar Wilde ( An excerpt from the novel - Picture of Dorian Gray - 1890 )

[thebootydiaries]

demon, after possessing me: now that i have control over y-

me: y'know.. this is actually kind of hot, if you think about it.. romantic, even. in a way

demon: *immediately exorcizes itself*

[dearestvita-deactivated20221122]

The earthly and obvious part of me longs to see and touch you and realise you as tangible.

Vera Brittain, from a letter to Roland Leighton, quoted in Testament of Youth (via dearestvita)

[finita-la-commedia]

“I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.” –  Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to Vera (January 19, 1925), featured in “Letters To Vera” by Vladimir Nabokov (Russian, 1899-1977)

[finita--la--commedia]

Kisses, my love, from your eyebrows down to your knees and back.

Vladimir Nabokov in a letter to Vera (July 18, 1926)

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

How strange that although my life’s work is moving a pen over paper, I don’t know how to tell you how I love, how I desire you.

Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to Véra Nabokov, Letters to Véra, ed. and trans. Olga Voronina and Brian Boyd (Alfred A. Knopf, 2014)

[soracities]

The thought that you exist is so divinely blissful in itself that it is ridiculous to talk about the everyday sadness of separation — a week’s, ten days’ — what does it matter? since my whole life belongs to you.

Vladimir Nabokov, letter to his wife Véra (1925), Letters to Véra (ed. Brian Boyd & trans. Olga Voronin)

[cordisartis]

Sleeping Hermaphroditus

c. 1620

Bernini

[types-of-butches]

your feelings for girls are not perverse, gross, or bad. they’re healthy and beautiful. nurture them like you would a small plant or a sick baby animal. be kind to yourself above all else.

[tobelesbianlyhonest]

A woman’s body is the most magnificent form I will ever lay my eyes on. The curves, bumps, scars and dimples; the way their hair falls around their cheeks, the way their lips curl when they smile, the way their back arches when gently touched, the smoothness of their skin. Fuck, it kill me. The most amazing thing is every body is significant, individual, unique; curvy, flat, D cup, A cup, smooth, bumpy, wide, thin, even, uneven, scarred, tall, short, natural, manicured. You are all beautiful.

[queerfemme]

aphrodite loves trans women

[leohearts]

Love was just a word before you showed it to me.

(via leohearts)

[leohearts]

Thank you for loving me when I still tasted of heartache and war.

Nikita Gill (via leohearts)

[the-old-dichotomae]

“I love you” is a nice thing to say, and a nice thing to hear. But it’s said so often. 

“You love me” is so much rarer and sweeter. It makes me feel heard. She hears me when I say I love her. She hears my love for her when I kiss her neck, she hears it when I call her beautiful, she hears it when I cook for her. My expressions of love are not gone to waste. She knows I love her. She knows it enough to say it. 

[crow-coven]

honey, when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes i feel like a person for a moment of my life

to be alone// hozier (via crow-coven)