eyes to heaven

come a little closer. there's a halo in your mouth and i like how it burns.

[desinteresse]

It’s rotten work but only if it’s you. When I do it for other people it’s fine, enjoyable even.

[daweyt]

— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘Elegy’", published c. 2017.

[khairnoir]

devon lee carlson for gimaguas

[dumbandy]

i have this constant feeling of wanting to leave all the time, i don't know when, i don't know where, but i only know that i want to leave

[richardsikendaily]

[text ID:  so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool /end ID]

[mischacandids]

[petaltexturedskies]

There wasn't a trace of human misery in the girl. She carried within her an aura of innocence. For, strange though it may seem, she had faith.

Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star

[fairycosmos]

basically i always knew that in the end no one was coming to save me. sooooooo yeah

[countkunt]

and i spend my life watching it go by from the sidelines. but whatever

[unearthlydust]

Pam & Tommy (2022)

[pearledtear]

She looks like her mother in a way she did not before. Her cheekbones have been lifted to make her face less round. Her chin has been scraped back to be more pointed. She looks like she has been syphoned back to the bone, like the meat at work when the chefs throw it in the sous-vide machine. She looks ready to be served on a plate and consumed.

Dizz Tate, Brutes.

[dreamycinnamongirl]

[leonardcohenofficial]

bob dylan and joan baez on the closing night of the 1963 newport folk festival

[cryingselfie-deactivated2024012]

grwm to forgive myself

[weltenwellen]

Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from “Psychopathology Ward”, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972

[dreamycinnamongirl]

💕💗💓💞

[100493503004422]

sorry I can't respond to your text bc I need to die a thousand deaths for some reason

[metamorphesque]

haiku #5, tathev simonyan