you shine your light over me so tenderly
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@venusthrone
you shine your light over me so tenderly
French perfume bottles.
“How strange it is that man on earth should roam
And lead a life of woe, but not forsake
His rugged path; nor dare he view alone
His future doom which is but to awake.”
- John Keats, ‘On Death’ II
you ever just hand things to ur pet to sniff so they can feel included
Don't get me wrong, I love cottagecore as much as the next lesbian BUT
I'm also in love with the idea of cuddling with a girl over white sheets on a summer day in a quiet little clean apartment in the city with the noise of the busy streets outside the window and a fan blowing over us while we talk about nothing and everything, we're both wearing tank tops and shorts to beat the heat, and we're surrounded by art I've been working on but haven't finished
i hate when vampires in media have a human partner and theyre like "i will never drink from you i couldnt ever hurt you like that" like why the heck not?? are you a coward?? whats the point of dating a vampire if they arent ever gonna cover your neck with kisses and then bite you and drink your blood? absolutely ridiculous and very unsexy send post
Marina Tsvetaeva, I’m glad your sickness
Willy Ronis, Vincent et le chat, Paris, 1955
life is fleeting and cares not for your fickle, pale feelings.
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