If I Was Ever Given A Book Of Classic Poetry With Handwritten Annotations I Would Simply Die

All my grief says the same thing— this isn't how it's supposed to be. And the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, says: but this is how it is.

Fortesa Latifi // The Truth About Grief

And also when Edgar Allan Poe said— "Tell me every terrible thing you did, and let me love you anyway."

My favourite character: smokes, drinks, reads greek and other dead languages, keeps a latin diary, kills someone by punching their collarbone, weaves an intricate web of lies and plot to escape jail, kisses his unrequited love and then shoots himself.

Me: now I know what Wilde meant when he said 'You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.'

Love, On Its Way Out.

Two Week Notice, Leanna Firestone | Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines, Pablo Neruda | Conversations Over Sanguinaccio Dolce, I.B. Vyache | Seaside Improvisation, Richard Siken | I never went to that movie at 12:45, Dolly Lemk | In a Dream You Saw a Way To Survive, Clementine von Radics | Quote by Kate McGahan | Pillow Thoughts, Courtney Peppernell | Bluets, Maggie Nelson

(This isn't prompted by my real life so much as it is my love for that first song and also. blorbos.)

Hearing “I’m so proud of you” when you feel like you aren’t doing enough really does lift a lot of weight off of you.

Francisco Goya and Gustave Doré Gothic Hatchings

lovers

“There’s an opposite to déjà vu. They call in jamais vu. It’s when you meet the same person or visit places again and again,but each time is the first . Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar.”

-Chuck palahniuk

Don't believe nostalgia, it blurs the edges of knives and makes them look like candles.

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