#venetta octavia

[asoftepiloguemylove]

i've polished this anger and now it's a knife

rubyetc.com / unknown / @/rbhvleo (tumblr) / Venetta Octavia The Burning / David Lynch The Angriest Dog in the World / Japanese Breakfast Boyish / unknown / @/jovialtorchlight (tumblr)

i. rubyetc

[ Messy drawing of two hands holding a bird. "HOLD ME, / NICELY, / I'M UNLOVELY" ]

ii. unknown

[ Black and white background image of people fighting. A man kneels down holding his head with his right hand in front of the audience. Right behind him is another man raising his fist in a punch. People lay on top of each other in the background. "WHY ARE YOU FULL OF RAGE?" ]

iii. @/rbhvleo

[ "TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER / TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER / TELL ME WHERE TO PUT THE ANGER" ]

iv. Venetta Octavia, The Burning

[ "You are shaking fists & trembling teeth. I know: You did not mean to be cruel. That does not eman you were kind." ]

v. David Lynch, The Angriest Dog in the World

[ Stylized drawing of a tied up dog in the backyard of a house. "The dog who is so angry he cannot move. He cannot eat. He cannot sleep. He can just barely growl. / ...Bound so tightly with tension and anger, he approaches the state of rigor mortis." ]

vi. Japanese Breakfast, Boyish

[ "And all of my devotion turns violent" ]

vii. unknown

[ "You are / a better knife / than you are / a person." ]

vii. @/jovialtorchlight

[ "once you understand the form kill it / once you understand the form kill it / once you understand the form kill it / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once the form is dead hold it and weep / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / once you have wept for the dead whatever / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT / HOLD THE LAST LIGHT AND MOLD IT" ]

[overthinksinbisexual]

love as violence

caitlin conlon, phantom pains // tina tran, out of the ruins // venetta octavia // iain thomas // yves olade, the miracle mile // sara manguso, love letter (clouds) // traci brimhall, come the slumberless to the land of nod // unknown // margaret atwood, power politics // madeline miller, circe // warsan shire // richard siken, planet of love // hozier, cherry wine

[doomedbythenarrator]

coming of age horror films in which the monster and the girl are somehow one

mine // the vvitch (2016) // alexa thorn // joan macleod // hatching / pahanhautoja (2022) // chelsea g summers // ashe vernon // carrie (1976) // amber sparks // venetta octavia // cat people (1942) // richard powers // angela carter // raw (2016) // rebecca harkins-cross

[sinligh]

I exist, in the missed steps of your way to self discipline.

In tragedy and inspiration

In broken tradition and consequence satisfaction.

I exist,

despite being stepped over and made to feel inferior.

A moment in time separating stillbirth from abortion

A choice, to be unidentified

Like a work of art that everyone claims to have its rights

Yet no one have the privilege to touch.

I exist, a simple fact that makes those who view the world cursorily uncomfortable;

and I refuse to apologize.

I exist, somewhere between the lines.

Something they’re not sharp enough to understand

I exist in lost credit cards and offhanded remarks

A puzzle with more pieces than they know where to place, but i can’t be solved with less

they said it’s high maintenance.

Yet I compartmentalize and I exist.

I exist in the journey of searching for answers to questions they never asked.

In never ending childlike wonder

In nameless hours, before tomorrow but not today.

I exist despite lacking confirmation I exist despite stigmatization.

I exist,

In petals that can only smell good when crushed and boiled..

In vivid dreams that we mistake for memories

I exist in idyllic poetry that tastes bitter if not read at the right time

A ripe fruit that’s forbidden

It’s never the right time to taste me but i still am the way you dream to be loved,

even when you know I have potential to be rotten.

More than a desire less than a demand

I can be yours to admire…

I’m not.

But i do, I exist.

•••

•Quotes: Sylvia Plath/ Neil Gaiman/ Marina Tsvetaeva/ Emily Brontë/ Virginia Woolf/ Nikki Giovanni/Haruki Murakami/ Venetta Octavia/ Ernest Hemingway/ frank o'hara.

•Original context: Sinligh

•Art reference:

1. Painting by Charles-August Mengin (detail) 2. Painting by Ary Scheffer (detail) 3. Painting by Hugues Merle (detail) 4.painting by Jacques-Louis David ( detail) 5. Painting by Ron Hicks 6. Mary Magdalene as a Hermit by Francesco Hayez (detail). 7. Tempus Fugit by Welder Wings.

[lillyli-74]

Do you see now? My tongue, the dagger at your jugular. My love, the sword at your bosom. Which do you want?

~Venetta Octavia

[texaschainsawmascara]

Every You Every Me - Placebo / Natural Born Killers / Chapel - Nicole Dollanganger / x / Planet of Love - Richard Siken / Vladimir Nabokov / The Agonist - Shastra Deo / Zura.hell / The Best American Poetry (2014) - Marty McConnell / Breezeblocks - alt J / The Waves - Virginia Woolf / Norwegian Wood - Haruki Murakami / Sick Like Me - In This Moment / Marina Abramović / Soft Targets  - Deborah Landau / Crimson Peak / Ada Limón / Wally Lamb / Anaïs Nin / Venetta Octavia / Knuckle Velvet - Ethel Cain / No Good Bloodsuckers - Emma Rebholz / The Body - Stephen King

[iwishiwereacartoon]

I'm obsessed with women that don't dress up their pain to be beautiful, and that don't polish their feelings to be consumed, but let them be rough and horrendous and genuine. I'm just so obsessed with how different the portrayal of depth is by women, how incredibly deep and thin it feels, not really to be seen, but to see women be a mess that adds nothing to the aesthetic of cleansness that has been assigned to women. To be ugly and dirty in their feelings and have moss grow in what they let sit on their minds. I'm obsessed with that Sylvia Plath quote about the ugly words pouring from our soul and Mitski and Venetta Octavia saying "I can be girl and woman and claws with teeth" and Fleabag and Ladybird and with myself as I see them and finally have a depthness to myself that feels more fitting than the one I've seen in movies about men and how complex "humans" are when they're just presenting a masculine perspective of how it truly feels like to be human, which was one of my favorite narratives until I found women expressing their own perspective and their own humanity which reflected to my own.

[smokeandsteam]

god

no. 2 creator unknown // no. 4 anne sexton, “the civil war”

[littlemintbunny642]

„I know: you did not mean to be cruel. That does not mean you were kind.”

— Venetta Octavia

Just some vent art. School’s been working me to the bone, and I guess I needed a piece with some animal-like emotions to help me keep my sanity. Not very happy with this one, but eh

[musingsforthestars]

Fear is not my mother tongue. I do not speak it.  It speaks me.

Venetta Octavia, What We Left Behind

[solokabuto]

mmmm morgan core

[saltair-and-webweaves]

i get mean when i’m nervous like a bad dog

Unknown/@papayajuan2019/a hero of our time - mikhail lermontov/poor things (2023)/ @sarakleijn/venetta octavia/ @papayajuan2019/@ https.c0rps3 on instagram/cop car - mitski

[kyoukamybeloved]

Chuuya looked at his face, then broke out into laughter. “You really are the worst. Don't let your plan fail and kill us both or I'll kill you, Dazai.” Dazai laughed as well. “Sounds good. Let's go, Chuuya.”

soukoku webweaves: 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8

creds:

normal people - Sally Rooney// I know the end - Phoebe Bridgers// Part II - Paramore// the song of Achilles - Madeline Miller// art by @taxolotl// bloodsport - Yves Olade// please stay - Lucy Dacus// the night we met - lord huron// unicorn - Angela Carter// art by @thornedarrow// I set it in stone - Venetta Octavia// panel from bsd: beast drawn by Sango Harukawa// He Held Radical Light: the Art of Faith, the Faith of Art - Christian Wiman// eat your young - Hozier// never love an anchor - the crane wives// spring, the apple trees at olema - Robert Hass// the notebook// art by @taxolotl// Joan Tierney// snow and dirty rain - Richard Siken// house of hunger - Alexis Henderson// the moon will sing - the crane wives// waiting room - Phoebe Bridgers// I had a dream about you - Richard Siken// art by @marrewis// phlebotomy, as told by the blood - Torrin A. Greathouse// art by @twilicidity// Cassandra - Christa Wolf// rejoice - Julien Baker// take me to church - Hozier// the encounter - Louise Gluck// art by @yomeiu// a garden, swallower - Lyric Hunter// alone with you in the ether - Olivie Blake// allies or enemies - the crane wives// like real people - Hozier// strawberry moon - Franny Choi// official bsd art by Sango Harukawa// until is started choking on our memories - Tina Tran// art from @/mizumoe_ on twitter// Pavana Reddy// art by @carrotkicks // Friedrich Nietzsche, from a letter to Mathilde Trampedach// cosmic hero - car seat headrest// born to die - Lana del Rey// Giovanni’s Room - James Baldwin//

consider this your halloween treat ;)

tagging lovers of this series (thank you sm for all your love) :

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[sinligh]

I always want more than I have in my hand…

I decide.

I don’t cry. I burn, I dance with the flames. Mix my blues with the bright colors and the scarlet gems.

I entrance the sun and seduce the hell within you.

I paint new lifes, create different hues none of them have, both of them crave.

I’m the daughter of Mother Earth that nobody knew about

An arsonist? I decide.

Like an eternal fire I burn, until the gleam becomes blinding.

And i wonder if the ashes In my realm are the only way to extinguish the extreme of the damage I create ?

Only to remember that I decide.

i reach for the sun melt it into a stream.

My secret lover she knows I always want more than I have in my hand

My beloved dream, she’s far far away and she likes to think she knows better

Yet, she is wrapped around my little finger.

My only admirer

I decide.

•••

•Quotes: Eloisa Amezcua/ Harper Lee/ Venetta Octavia/ Richey Edwards/Adrienne Rich/James Joyce/Carolyn Forché/

•Original context: Sinligh

•Art reference:

1. "Pantomime No. 16" Denis Sarazhin. 2. Art by Denis Sarazhin. 3. Wildfire by Artem Chebokha. 4. I'll keep you warm by Alex Stoddard. 5. Art by ffoart 6. painting by Roberto Ferri, 1978

[itsmakingyoucry]

On Chase and House, Jesus and his apostles

s3 ep15 // the burning, venetta octavia

[ma1dita]

[CHARACTER STUDY: luke castellan]

son of Hermes, fighter, friend, traitor, human vessel of Kronos, prisoner of time— hero of the prophecy, doomed by the narrative...

[Ask Polly: Help, I'm The Loneliest Person In The World!, Heather Havrilesky; The Sacrifice of Isaac, Giovanni Battista Piazzetta; The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath; Dear Boy, Emily Berry; Herakles, Euripedes; The Fall of Icarus, René Milot; The Letting, Cathrine Goldstein; The Burning/Oculus, Venetta Octavia; Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan, by Ilya Repin; Phaedra’s Love, Sarah Kane; On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong]

(guys i fear this was so fun to make)