“She Looked Up At The Stars And Asked What It Was Like To Fall. The Stars Twinkled Sadly And Replied

i like to think that our blogs are just our own little personal museums of all the things we like, and we can visit each other’s museums and leave nice notes at the reception.

appreciation post for everyone whos ever talked to me bc im annoying and dumb

walk down with me, hand in hand

“The body as home, but only if it is understood that bodies are never singular, but rather haunted, strengthened, underscored by countless other bodies.”

— Eli Clare, Exile and Pride: Disability, Queerness, and Liberation

sebastiano ricci/ mary shelley / lisa kleypas / alexandre cabanel / roberto ferri / jeanette winterson / anne sexton / willem de zwart / eliran kantor / jack kerouac

let's go on an adventure

House carved into a stone by a 15th century Romanian monk 

"Don't compare your life to others

There's no comparison between the sun and the moon.

They shine when it is their time.

William Shakespeare, from ‘Macbeth’

“I watched her die many times. In my way, not in hers. In sunlight, in shadow, by moonlight, by candlelight. In the long afternoons when the house was empty. Only the sun was there to keep us company. We shut him out. And why not? Very soon she was as eager for what’s called loving, as I was - more lost and drowned afterwards.”

— Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea