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violentwavesofemotion: Rosalind M. Baker, from Woman Prayers: Prayers by Women; “Breakdown,”
Gateways ov Flesh
angelicselection: 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔊𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔬𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥’𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔟𝔲𝔪 𝔄𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱
arcana-orion: “If you see beauty in something, don’t wait for others to agree.” — Sherihan Gamal (via quotemadness)
vnutrennosti: “death of a paper man”[mixed media on canvas panel. 40x50 cm](2019)tumblr / instagram / tictail
sideeffectsinclude:Excerpt from The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton
finita–la–commedia: “I would like to scream for help; but to whom ?” — Luigi Pirandello (1867-1936), in a letter to Marta Abba (1900-1988), 22 July, 1929, translated by Benito Ortolani
electripipedream: Man From UtopiaRick Griffin1972
𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔫
violentwavesofemotion: “Everything I do is poison.” — Dacia Maraini, tr. by Tim Vode, from “Dreams of Clytemnestra,” wr. c. 1994
gloomy visions
violentwavesofemotion: Alicia Ostriker, from The Imaginary Lover: Poems; “25th Year of Marriage, It Goes On,”
salemwitchtrials: [ID: excerpt from The Selected Poems by Rainer Maria Rilke. ‘And everything else about me is torn, sad and weather-beaten and worn;’]
kasaruna:White Oleander (2002)
dazedarchives:“Fire Exit, Keep Clear”Dazed & Confused, June 1997photographer: Rankinstylist: Miranda Robson
silenceformysoul: Ramon Casas
gacougnol:Leila Forés
devilmuse: That thong thong thong thong
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satiemoon:Salvador Dali: Allegory The Chevalier ’s Proposal.
qock:Icicles hang from the power transmission lines in Changting by China Daily
365filmsbyauroranocte: Gandahar (René Laloux, 1988)
I want to stab myself. For what i did. For all this.
Raven
Hotbloodlike
thestateonmtv:The inherent embarrassment in desiring anything
romanceangel: “I am used to being lonely but forever to be a stranger is a strange grief.” — Ursula K. Le Guin, from section IV “The Unknown Continent,” of “So Far,” So Far So Good: Final Poems, 2014-2018
Always dying without you
communicants: Williamsburg (Jonas Mekas, 2003)
sixpenceee: Anna Maria von Stockhausen’s corpse, cross-strapped in order to keep her from coming back undead. Folklore accused this woman of being a witch. (Source)
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When they hurt me did they know they will get hurt too…
littletropicalthunder: Urm le Fou Philippe Druillet
violentwavesofemotion: “God, how painful it is, being angry.” — Simone de Beauvoir, tr. by Justin O’Brien, from “The Woman Destroyed,”
smokinghermit: “When Thales was asked what it most universal, he answered, Hope, for hope stays with those who have nothing else.” — Epictetus, Fragments XCI (translated by George Long)
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You dying is my miracle.
Miracles don’t live in those streets.
boykeats:Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale
violentwavesofemotion: “I keep thinking, thinking, and my thoughts are all sick, and my head is sick.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky, from Stories; “The Meek One,” written c. 1876
mbalinagawa: “Daily rituals lead to radical transformations.” — India Ame’ye, The Melody of Love (via eatmangoesnekkid)
nobrashfestivity: Robert Bresson, Au hasard Balthazar, 1966
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octopusgirl: Love is what you wantTracey Emin, 2011
nonaagxeternity: Kairos, Francesco Salviati, 1552, Palazzo Sacchetti, Roma
365filmsbyauroranocte: Manuela (Gonzalo García Pelayo, 1976)
ily6:my room also known as stupid idiot jail
artist-goya: Who could believe it!, 1799, Francisco GoyaMedium: aquatint,etching,paper
Fall apart in front of me.
writemeanna: “I hate my life, and hold my love in horror.” — Jean Racine, tr. by Robert Bruce Boswell, from “Phaedra,”
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showroomofvisualart: “A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism.” — Georges Bataille. “Erotism: Death and Sensuality”.
roserosette: Eugenie de Sade, 1974, Jesus Franco
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felicitysghost: “I heard a dark prediction rising in my own body.” — Louise Glück, excerpt of Saint Joan (via histcries)
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