i’d rot with you too, if i could
tumblr post by @girlhorror / revenge by xxxtentacion / the lovers of valdaro / lazarus rises (amongst other things) by @icaruspendragon / mahmoud darwish / gravestone of james robert irwin and millie michaels irwin / wuthering heights by emily brontë
Peace, you never seemed so tedious As now – no, never quite like this.
~ Sappho
Views of Galleria Borghese, Rome
I don’t know what I want. I think I’m not able to get attached to a person. At least I don’t know how to. And I haven’t been interested in getting attached for as long as I can remember. Not because I like thinking of myself as emotionally independent and stable, but because I need myself to be just that even when I am certainly not. There have been temporary people coming and going out of my life. Heartbreak after heartbreak. I tried making permanent relationships out of temporary people and it got me nowhere. So I stopped making anything. Forcing anything.
But still I know my worth. I’m not the one you give twenty percent of yourself to. I want you standing your ground and showing me what you want. Because you not knowing what you want is something I don’t want.
Step on me please
DAMIANO DAVID of Maneskin during the Grand Final press conference @ Eurovision Song Contest
Rainer Maria Rilke, Book of Hours: Love Poems to God; from ‘Du wirst nur mit der Tat erfaßt’, tr. Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy
It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it. In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That's as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.
-Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear
Atticus
[Text ID: my darling,/you will never be unloved by me/you are too well tangled in my soul.]
Peace, you never seemed so tedious As now – no, never quite like this.
~ Sappho
Views of Galleria Borghese, Rome
