The Lamb by Lucy Rose
“We are what we eat, Mama always said. I wondered if it was worth the fuss of making them feel loved if we were only going to pull them apart in the end.”
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The Lamb by Lucy Rose
“We are what we eat, Mama always said. I wondered if it was worth the fuss of making them feel loved if we were only going to pull them apart in the end.”
Demon Copperhead
The wonder is that you could start life with nothing, end with nothing, and lose so much in between
Digital Illustration, 2025 Gorchart
Insta / Prints / Procreate Brush
Fredrik Backman, “Beartown”
benji season
Phantom of the Opera (2004)
"In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun." — Madeline Miller
He is half of my soul, as the poets say.
Do not post to any other websites without my permission. Reblogs are appreciated.
NIGHTBITCH (2024) dir. Marielle Heller
Have you heard our new album inspired by They Both Die at the End? It's called "last words" by bookish songs collective and is streaming now! Here is the art that @viinas did for each song!
and so I had a late arrival, so we never saw the start of each other's lives, heart to heart
The First to Die at the End by Adam Silvera mock book cover
valentinorion u have my heart !! 💔
Piercing, 2018
Winter mornings are made of steel; they have a metallic taste and sharp edges. On a Wednesday in January, at seven in the morning, it’s plain to see that the world was not made for Man, and definitely not for his comfort or pleasure.
– Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead
Rosemary's Baby (1968)
Director: Roman Polanski
Cinematographer: William A. Fraker
Tech Specs:
— Aspect Ratio: 1.85: 1
— Cameras:
Arriflex 35 IIC
Mitchell BNC
— Negative Format: 35 mm (Eastman 50T 5251)
— Cinematographic Process: Spherical
PET SEMATARY mary lambert, 1989
used to be one of the rotten ones
[case closed]
I'm not the same person I was before reading this book
“They fear loneliness and that’s why they behave as they do.”
— Kazuo Ishiguro, Klara and the Sun