virginheart

keep bumping into walls

[v1rginheart]

Man shouldn’t be able to see his own face--there’s nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes.

Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself.

The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.

“The Book of Disquiet” Pessoa, Fernando (1928)

Arno Rafael Minkkinen

[weltenwellen]

Alex Dimitrov, "Darling"

[v1rginheart]

“Nothing is ever as beautiful as the first isolated moments with someone who might be able to love you - with someone you yourself might be able to love. There is nothing as silent as these minutes, nothing so saturated with sweet anticipation. It is for these few minutes that we love, not for the many that follow.

Never again, they realize, would anything so beautiful ever happen to them. They might be happier, more impassioned, too, and infinitely satiated with their own bodies and with each other’s. But never again would it be so beautiful.”

— Stig Dagerman, A Moth to a Flame (Burnt Child) (trans. Benjamin Mier-Cruz)

[v1rginheart]

love, lay me down under grass & sunlight, and touch me [right here] and here and here, where the ache & hurt have gone to nest. [(now again)] my fingers will find yours. tangle & sweeten the air, and the birds will cry [for] us alone.

sappho, fragment 83

[v1rginheart]

“And she carves her hips into mine, like she’s Michelangelo and I’m something holy.”

— Alex Thomas, Anatomy of A Hook-up

[v1rginheart]

“press your soft body gently against mine”

[kate-jam-and-diamonds]

19th birthday, New York, 1993

[dailykafka]

Reading the most heartbreaking letter and this just took me out of it…

[una-lady-italiana]

Divinità Femminile by Olivier Roller - Musei Capitolini, Centrale Montemartini - Roma - 2012

[widelovelyeyes]

i feel so alienated in this world… no matter how clearly i can see what’s going on before me, i can never participate

[v1rginheart]

“when we die where do we go?”

[lauramakabresku]

[dailykafka]

- November 2, 1911

- The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1913

[ID: November 2. This morning, for the first time in a long time, the joy again of imagining a knife twisted in my heart. End ID]

[dailykafka]

Just remembering the "You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love." quote… whats with this man and knives…

[yourgirlinterrupted]

[thatsbelievable]

[v1rginheart]

Jessica has a forehead scar from the deep end of a pool. I ask Jessica what drowning feels like and she says not everything feels like something else.

- Angie Sijun Lou

[v1rginheart]

“The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.” - Homer, Iliad