his babygirl is a tumblelog.

becomingvecna:

— David Cronenberg, Consumed

germboyfriend:

DO I SEEM ANXIOUS TO YOU?

DO I SEEM BACKED INTO A CORNER?

(via loviely)

typewriter-worries:

weltenwellen:

Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings

[ Text ID: Some wounds never vanish. Yet little by little I learned to love my life. ]

javarisx-fightingthosedemons:

(via wispygirl)

weltenwellen:

Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance

metamorphesque:

ALT

― Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

maddieisnotreal:

quote by sue zhao // secrets from a girl (who’s seen it all) - lorde // extremely loud and incredible close by jonathan safran foerk // dear prudence (2010) // don’t know // noggin by john corey whaley // landslide - fleetwood mac // don’t know

mysterieuxclairdelune:

{Alice Oseman, Radio Silence/ Emily Palermo, from Untitled/ Franz Kafka, from Diaries/ Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar/ Marya Hornbacher, Waiting/ Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Galatea Kazantzaki wr. c. May 1922/ Mahmoud Darwish/ Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; “The Old Portrait”/ Lyric Hunter, from “A Garden,” Swallower/ Albert Camus/ Varsha/ Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One}

nobluesea:

“Rhaenys was a child too. Prince Rhaegar’s daughter. A precious little thing, younger than your girls. She had a small black kitten she called Balerion, did you know? I always wondered what happened to him. Rhaenys liked to pretend he was the true Balerion, the Black Dread of old, but I imagine the Lannisters taught her the difference between a kitten and a dragon quick enough, the day they broke down her door.”

-AGOT, Eddard XV

The last moments of Princess Rhaenys

Sometimes I try to imagine how scared little Rhaenys felt under that bed, hiding with her cat, and I feel very sad.