when Sylvia Plath Wrote “the Silence Depressed Me. It Wasn’t The Silence Of Silence. It Was My

Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost

I’ve been interested in the costumes from Crimson Peak for a while, so I made a video! Check it out if you’re interested! :)

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life would be so different if i was a bookshop owner in a small village near some forest who has a secret affair with the local poet

the autobiography of red, anne carson // the hours, michael cunningham // autobiography of my hungers, eduardo c. corral // the embrace, ron hicks // to myself, ron hicks // desire, years and years // how to live safely in a science fictional universe, charles yu // birds hover the trampled field, richard siken //  romantic soul, ron hicks // ego, m. roosevelt & mitski

How do we tell the sea that we are drowning on land?

Long nights.Coffee stained books. Dark circles. Half full cups scattered around a dimly lit room. Heavy rain hitting off a window. Water filling the gutters. Tchaikovsky playing quietly on a record player. A neighboring houses window open wide enough to hear the soft violin chords. Shy smiles at books. Half closed eyes. Soft hums.

- Coffeemood

i need to CHILL in a BOOK STORE and then CHILL in a CAFE and then CHILL at a MUSEUM and then CHILL at a PARK

Temple of Asclepius (Aesculapius): Villa Borghese Gardens, Rome.