Jude Law In Wilde (1997)

“The all-night convenience store’s empty and no one is behind the counter. You open and shut the glass door a few times causing a bell to go off, but no one appears. You only came to buy a pack of cigarettes, maybe a copy of yesterday’s newspaper – finally you take one and leave thirty-five cents in its place. It is freezing, but it is a good thing to step outside again: you can feel less alone in the night, with lights on here and there between the dark buildings and trees. Your own among them, somewhere. There must be thousands of people in this city who are dying to welcome you into their small bolted rooms, to sit you down and tell you what has happened to their lives. And the night smells like snow. Walking home for a moment you almost believe you could start again. And an intense love rushes to your heart, and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.”

— Franz Wright, “Night Walk” (via blxckberrying)

Shout out to the people who kissed the Poe statue at the Poe museum

“She had bought herself a blotting book, writing case, pen-holder, and envelopes, although she had no one to write to; she dusted her what-not, looked at herself in the glass, picked up a book, and then, dreaming between the lines, let it drop on her knees. She longed to travel or to go back to her convent. She wished at the same time to die and to live in Paris.”

— Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert

I think we have to do forbidden things- otherwise we suffocate. But without feeling guilty and instead as an announcement that we are free.

(via amargedom)

Set of taxidermied mole bookends that I kind of wish I’d had £320 and a massive gothic library for

(Red Brick Market, Baltic Triangle, Liverpool)

Mariano Fortuny exhibit at Mitsubishi Ichigokan Museum with @bububun on a hot summer day. We ended up matching~

I skipped all my other summer outfits, but since Laura just posted her own outfit, I thought now would be the best moment to post this one.

Alois Hans Schram (detail)