C.S. Lewis once wrote,
"I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief"
And I think we all needed to hear that.
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the intimacy of handwritten letters ♡
Source: Pinterest
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My heart feels like a wounded animal
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Gold brooch inscribed "NOSTRE ET TOUT DITZ A VOSTRE [D]ESEIR (Ours and always at your desire)", France, circa 1400
from The Victoria & Albert Museum
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“She was a storm. Not the kind you run from. The kind you chase.”
— r.h.sin
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Figures at work in a winter landscape,
an approaching storm beyond (1859)
by Fredrik Marinus Kruseman (1816-1882)
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your love is a violent thing, darling, with the tenderness of a bruise
Death by Sex Machine, Frannie Choi// On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong// Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Things // Ada Limón, Bright Dead Things // The Descent of Alette By Alice Notley // this pin // Oil Painting by Jen Mazza// My Brother, My Wound, Natalie Diaz // Anne Sexton, The Complete Poems // Michael Faudet, Dirty Pretty Things // Wishbone, Richard Siken // Oil Painting by Jen Mazza // this pin // Yves Olade, from Belovéd; Slaughterhouse //Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains // You are Happy, Margaret Attwood// this pin //The Gambler, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Anne Stevenson, "Letter to Sylvia Plath," from A Mind Apart: Poems of Melancholy, Madness, and Addiction
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https://www.instagram.com/tanya/?g=5
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Rose lipped twisted sonnets whistle across the ashes of oblivion.
Dylan of the Raven
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