#violentwavesofemotion

[sufiblackmamba]

“Strength came out of softness and graceful violence;”

— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947

[mournfulroses]

I just wanted to say that your tumblr page is like a soft glass of wine. It feels peaceful, and I always feel better after I've read what you've chosen to share with us -- thank you for all of this! I've been around since your previous blog and I am so glad that you came back -- Always well-wishes!

this is entirely sweet and made my heart fill with so much joy! it always feels amazing to come across those of you who have been following me since the days of violentwavesofemotion. sending you allll my love, dear & very happy that this blog, too, can be of help to you💗

[letsbeapoemtogether]

"Although I may not be yours, I can never be another's."

- Mary Shelley, from a letter to Percy Bysshe Shelley written c. July 1814 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[strokeofserenity]

“I will cut adrift—I will sit on pavements and drink coffee— I will dream; I will take my mind out of its iron cage and let it swim—this fine October.”

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry c. October 1927 featured in “Diaries,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[anxious-witch]

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[yaya-tchoum]

“My soul has become aquatic and lunar; it is all coolness and brightness, and I live as if my soul were moon and water put under glass.”

•Georges Rodenbach•

# Georges Rodenbach, from “Aquarium Mental V,” written c. June 1882 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[laylaslibrary]

like a spider, these days I eat my own heart,

—Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Ioannis Anghelakis c. November 1917

(via violentwavesofemotion)

[dk-thrive]

“Three o'clock on a December afternoon; the rain drizzling; A moment’s blankness—then, what are you thinking?”

— Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Prose; “An Unwritten Novel.” (Independently published, August 12, 2021) (via violentwavesofemotion)

[saturniinne]

i will never forget you people chasing violentwavesofemotion, who posted some of the best literature content, off this site for being a “terf”

[kratomqueen]

the original violentwavesofemotion deleting her blog was the modern equivalent of the burning of the library of alexandria

[melancholicwrites]

I do understand—and it is terrible.

Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written c. July 1915, featured in “Letters to Felice,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[sufiblackmamba]

“I am tired of everything I have ever desired.”

— Zeb-un-Nissa, tr. by Paul Smith, from “Makhfi: A Selection of Poems,”

[mournfulroses]

hi there! i think i recognize you from your original/old blog (started with the letter Vxxx; redacted for your privacy) many years ago. i don’t know if it’s public knowledge and i just noticed it a moment ago! i’m not sure though but in case it’s really you, i’m happy that you’re blogging again :) i hope you’re doing well these days 🌷

oh I've had this sideblog even in the days of violentwavesofemotion, dear, it sure is public knowledge. thank you so much for remembering my former blog & being so kind. didn't use this one for many years but I've started blogging again during these past months and it feels nostalgic & sort of...tender. brings back many memories. hope you have been doing alright too 💟

I missed tumblr a lot!

[violentwavesofemotion1]

Okay, so I was really inspired by Raphael and I wanted to write a fanfiction of him. Something I wanted to read myself. I love LOVE and YEARNING, and all that stuff, so I wrote it. It's a beauty and the beast retelling, and I'm really excited about it. I like how it's turning out so far.

The title is a little cheesy, but it's only because I couldn't come up with a better Title for the fanfic <3

[dainty-dollies]

O’ I am the queen, not the princess.

“There was about her a wildness that flashed in her eyes. She was spoiled and beautiful and easily bored. She was either fiercely excited or cool and detached.”

- Kendra Bean, from Vivien Leigh: An Intimate Portrait (via violentwavesofemotion)

[lycanthropistsnotesapp]

I have breathed better, I have hated things less. I have admired more freely what deserved admiration. With you, I have accepted more. I have learned to live.

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares written c. July 1949 (via violentwavesofemotion)