#longing and yearning

[perrellart]

new sketchbook collage in time for valentine’s day.. u have to imagine fiona apple’s dolphin noises when you look at this one.. inspo from junji ito ofc for the top left concept bc of his comic ‘my dear ancestors’ but instead of inheriting from/being haunted by your ancestors, it’s about being plagued by past selves. drip drops on the girl could be carrie but I was thinking howl when he leaked goo everywhere

[s-extap3]

if i don’t get dick soon i might just d*e

[faustblogs]

Now that my dragon slaying days are behind me, it's time to retire to a quiet little hobbit hole, smoke pipe-weed and write stories with wizards and elves in them.

[mmortis]

this is fine

[within-the-last-minute]

stay safe because i like being alive at the same time as you.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You with the crack running through you”

[Text ID: “I wanted to put / my mouth on you / and draw out whatever toxin… / —but I understand. There are limits to love.”]

[briskchips]

I love her awakened form so much

[hereiswhatremains]

"I watched life and wanted to be a part of it but found it painfully difficult."

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966

[melusinae]

coco mellors, cleopatra and frankenstein.

[hopelessvalentines]

“i am a restless soul, longing for the rain that never comes.”

[prince-ashitaka]

Lets create a house where yelling means we’re having fun. When you hear a door slam you know it was accidentally pulled with too much strength, not slammed out of anger. When there is silence, it is Contentment, not another passive aggressive fight. The dog is no longer barking to protect, he simply just wants the cats to play with him. Let’s create a safe, warm environment that makes you feel like you can breathe, not hold your breath. Let’s stomp on the eggshells we use to tip toe on. Together we will make this house into a home. And welcome all with open arms into this kind and loving space.

[violettressedd]

want to show a girl who thinks she's unloveable that she's this worlds' greatest gift

[oldwinesoul]

[man3ater6]

need someone to wake me up with their mouth between my legs PLEASE

[feral-ballad]

Katie Ford, from If You Have to Go: Poems; “The Addresses”

[Text ID: “That’s love? to remember I’m remembered? / But I wish someone wanted to have me. / There’s a difference,”]