why be happy when you could be normal?, jeanette winterson // later: my life at the edge of the world, paul lisicky // untitled, abigail disney // the icarus girl, helen oyeyemi // in which i prefer to blast frank while the door is closed, hazem fahmy // indian killer, sherman alexie // the invention of solitude, paul auster // vesuvius, amber sparks // i threw an effigy-burning bonfire for my female rage, ash sanders // the brief wondrous life of oscar wao, junot díaz.
seafoam 🌊
wallpaper set // prints
a prayer
Les Félins (René Clément), Days of Being Wild (Wong Kar Wai), Malcolm T. Liepke, Gustav Vigeland (Eros and Psyche), Stephan Sinding (Adoration), Soul Eom (kiss, hug and die)
flowery tea ♡
“I was afraid of love, of being taken away. Everyone afraid of love is afraid of death.”
— Louise Glück, “Timor Mortis” from Vita Nova
Kim Addonizio, “The Singing”, Tell Me
Marguerite Duras, from The Lover
Text ID: I feel a sadness I expected and which comes only from myself. I say I’ve always been sad. That I can see the same sadness in photos of myself when I was small. That today, recognizing it as the sadness I’ve always had, I could almost call it by my own name, it’s so like me.
“A nymph came pirouetting, under white Rotating petals, in a vernal rite To kneel before an altar in a wood Where various articles of toilette stood.”
— Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire (via starpleiades)
self sabotage
have been fundamentally changed as a person (<- read a good book)
“They said that it takes one to know one. The reason I can point out a person’s evil nature is because I have that same evil nature within me.”
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Dazai Osamu, “A New Hamlet”