Touching Grass Is Not Enough I Need To See The Night Sky As It Looked To An Ancient Greek

𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖐 ; 𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖈𝖚𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 🖤🕯️

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cr. artists of the photos

“I kissed thee ere I killed thee, no way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.” 

– 𝑂𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜, 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑚 𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒

Nós, poetas e amantes o que sabemos do amor?

Temos o espanto na retina diante da morte e da beleza

Somos humanos e frágeis, mas antes de tudo, sós.

- Hilda Hilst

Here i opened wide the

door;— Darkness there,

and nothing more.

— Edgar Allan Poe

fyodor dostoyevsky, white nights

the feeling of preparing for a new semester and buying all the books you need >>>>

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

— William Butler Yeats, "The Stolen Child"

Location: somewhere near Zoar, Ohio

If you die first you have to promise to always haunt me