The Witch Prince

Sebastian. 28. Tired.

[pemberlaey]

Moodboard: The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde 

“the world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. the curves of your lips rewrite history.”

[aqua-regia009]

José Gabriel Alegría Sabogal

[nemfrog]

Ay, in the very temple of delight/ Veil’d melancholy has her sovran shrine. Poems by John Keats. 1898. Illustrator, Robert Anning Bell. 

Internet Archive

[theoptia]

Zbigniew Herbert, from “The Envoy of Mr. Cogito”

Text ID: and your helpless Anger—may it be like the sea

[lazulando]

[lifeinpoetry]

If, despite relentless blue, despite snow, you dared to hold me / and I dared to be held

Aria Aber, from “Inventory of Lost Conditionals,” Hard Damage  (via weltenwellen)

[helencarosi]

Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore, Firenze, Italia 

[dyaphanum]

From Meeting the Man: James Baldwin in Paris, 1970.

[met-drawings-prints]

Design for an Allegorical Print, Louis Lafitte, Metropolitan Museum of Art: Drawings and Prints

The Elisha Whittelsey Collection, The Elisha Whittelsey Fund, 1960 Size: 5 ¾ x 3 7/8 in. (14.6 x 9.9 cm.) Medium: Pen and black ink

https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/335828

[cubonetears-deactivated20220426]

i simply do not vibe with the concept of having to give away human hours of my life in exchange for the necessities of living

[blue--folder]

Our Wish for the End, Me, Digital Collage, 2020

[dark-academia-meg]

[serratedpens]

Victoria Chang, Obit

[bloodandfun]

saint petersburg. russia. 2018.

[dearestvita-deactivated20221122]

Oh, I feel I’ve got such boundless, boundless love to give to somebody — I would care for somebody so utterly and so completely — watch over them — keep everything horrible away — and make them feel that if ever they wanted anything done I lived to do it.

Katherine Mansfield, Late at Night (via dearestvita)

[steroge]

Jewish youth at a dance event in Amsterdam, 1957-58

Leonard Freed: After The War Was Over (via)

[laclefdescoeurs]

Deer Drinking by a Moonlit Lake, 1867, Rosa Bonheur