Void Veneris

25 • A dreamer • {pictures used are not mine, unless specified. All credit goes to the owners/creators}

[metamorphesque]

“For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone.”

— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

[riversurface]

barn owl at monastery of santes creus, catalonia, spain

[vexheart]

[flowerytale]

Jane Austen, from “Sense and Sensibility”

[wordfather]

im ok i just need to see some sunlight shining on water

[likeahauntingmelody]

before sunrise (1995)

[achillesinhighheels]

Sleeping Muse

By Misha Frid

[terrorignitis]

Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

[weltenwellen]

Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home

[metamorphesque]

  ― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

[text ID: I belonged always to whatever was far from me and to whatever I could never be.]

[altivyx]

[void-veneris]

"I believe in poems as I do haunted houses. We say, someone must have died here."

Rosa Alcalá, Voice: An Essay

[mournfulroses]

Louise Glück, from a poem titled "Blue Rotunda," featured in Averno: Poems, originally published in 2006

[proserpinangel]

fifty shades of coffee

[academic-vampire]

𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔫 𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔰 & 𝔠𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔢

[poetic-questions]

from "Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin (1939-1947)"