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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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Three Goblin Art
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(detail from the San Barnaba Altarpiece (c. 1488) by Sandro Botticelli)
Peaches En Regalia (Zappa) Fictional poster for the 1969 Frank Zappa album Hot Rats / Peaches at Regalia by Angello Torres
Bird
Your neck was foreign land, an uncharted forest on my map of lovers, and I almost gave up my search for treasure just to hold you. My hands stuttered too much and she came, confident and sure, like a serpent ready to leave bite marks everywhere. I spent nights wondering if you could taste the poison when she kissed you. I found my answer soon enough, when you came back into my arms, begging for me to suck the venom out of all the places her lips touched. I didn’t need to see your fangs to know the things you would do to my mouth when you came close. I’ve been a harbor for people like you my entire life, the ones who need a safe place to land and leave the second they sense a storm coming. What did you want me to do? Throw you a life boat, sink all my anchors just to keep you floating, and then watch you swim away once the skies weren’t blue enough? This is no place for amateurs. I write stories in pen, I kiss in tattoo, I am made of too much ink to be anything temporary, so good luck trying to wash away my fingerprints in another girl’s bathwater. You can’t kiss anyone who will bite you hard enough to bleed out my name, I hid it so well, no one else will be able to find it ever again.
Y.Z (via 4am-ruins)
golden hour in september - michael dudash / kim english / leon wyczółkowski / olga kvasha
Today I had my first real moment alone since arriving in Malta, over coffee and books this morning at a café near the university. I love this spot; these balconies are everywhere in the city and they are so full of sunlight :–)
i miss university i miss university i miss university
details from my wall