one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.
- via duckbunny
right! now I have your attention
we have a discord server and I swear to God that a) it's a vibe and b) THIS LINK WILL NOT EXPIRE I PROMISE I FIGURED IT OUT FINALLY
https://discord.gg/JQewbYeMx6
you should join if you like the starless sea or love the starless sea or have thoughts about the starless sea or are obsessed with the starless sea!
We share fanfic and fanart and headcanons and make up au ideas together! We play Minecraft in a super cool server! We have movie nights every Sunday and there's pretty much always music going on in vc! We do story time and read each other tss (sometimes in French or Italian!) or tss fanfic! We get daily pupdates on one of our members' puppies! We put Dorian in Outfits and Situations! We have a great time!
Join for us, join for your TSS blorbos, join for us <3
The true blasphemy of literature is the romanticization of romance. They make it beautiful—all soft words, and elegant lines—and enchanting, with magic sparkling in the margins.
And you can feel it in the depths of your soul, an unexplored ocean of laughter and tears and dreams all melded together.
The yearning of a kiss that brushes against the steady and so so warm pulsing beat of life—against the smooth skin of a lovers neck. The desperation to touch another being and feel that they’re alive, right there next to you—right there, and never leaving.
To love and be loved is a jewel among treasures and all that we each seek—all that we each desire.
It burns and it burns and it burns.
“I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
“Come home and break my heart, if you must.”
“Occasionally, Fate pulls itself together again and Time is always waiting.”
“And perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
“By you, I am forever undone.”
“One word from you shall silence me forever.”
“A heart’s a heavy burden.”
“My sweet nemesis.”
“If you have to go, you know I will go with you.”
and then?
and then.
The book is over.
And you remember that love like that doesn't exist.
Not in the real world.
And all you can do is cry.
You are most powerful when you are most silent. People never expect silence. They expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth. They expect to leap into the fray. They are ready, fists up, words hanging leaping from their mouths. Silence? No.
- Alison McGhee
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
my brain has too many tabs open
taylor swift was literally so accurate when she wrote gold rush because i don’t like anticipating my face in a red flush and i don’t like that anyone would die to feel your flush cause everybody wants you and everybody wonders what it would be like to love you and walk past quick brush and i don’t like slow motion double vision in rose blush and i don’t like that falling feels like flying till bone crush and everybody wants you but i don’t like a gold rush
The recurring butterfly motifs and gargoyle statues in Qala are everything
adonis, tr. by khaled mattawa
I'm a prisoner to my addiction
I'm addicted to a life that's so empty and so cold
I'm a prisoner to my decisions
Prisoner by The Weeknd and Lana Del Rey