[woodmaree]

[fever-breath]

I had a dream I died of alcohol poisoning in the woods and all the animals came to look upon my stiff body while angel wings as long as my arms took me higher and higher into the trees. Away from my greedy mistakes.

[graceandgirlhood]

Krisan Cieszkiewicz

[graceandgirlhood]

Ago

[graceandgirlhood]

Mash Bits

[winterbluesbaby]

[adequately]

~ ✩‧˚₊*̥

[explicette-deactivated20250104]

[ba-ie]

[petaltexturedskies]

There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.

Virginia Woolf

[thetorturegardens]

[mariannefaithful]

[moishe-pipick]

[mylostdog]

[woodmaree]

Marissa Nadler - The Summer of Love is Over

[italktogodbut]

[italktogodbut]