plumslices:

Antoni & Alison ‘I Feel Ill’ Purse

heavensghost:

sweatermuppet:

from abell 2218 by eric gamalinda, published in amigo warfare: poems

[Text ID: I use my body to find love. I eat all the wrong foods. I believe what I see with my own two eyes. Fear eats me. I have to look for a job. I can sprint faster than sound. I burn forever, I have no end. /End ID]

lonleywhitetrash:

yeahiwasintheshit:

snoopyoftheday:

snoopy of the day

tenderfaery:

“I used to dream of drinking tea with you at night, I mean, to be partners in happiness and in joy. Believe me, my dear, it warms my heart, even if you are far away. Not because I love you less, because I love you more.”

— Mahmoud Darwish in a letter to Tamar Ben Ami

litaratura:

Michael Cunningham, The Hours

ebaybears:

x

weltenwellen:

Euripides, tr. by Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

acuntlikeyou:

More Love Again Tracey Emin 2011

coweyed:

“I don’t mind being killed, but I don’t want them to touch me.”

— excerpt from Antigone by Jean Anouilh (trans. Lewis Galantiere)

simplesuehughes:

Mark Ryden, artist