Things of bittersweet beauty:
empty perfume bottles
dead roses
deserted hallways
abandoned buildings
unsent letters
old photographs
“You have bewitched me, body and soul.”
Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen.
Holding it Up.
my favorite mushroom finds of 2020
some sketches
You say the sweetest things
I have the sudden urge to just cut contact with everyone I know, and to become a mysterious person who everyone is curious about , but they dont know anything about me.
I want to be seen walking through the rain on a Thursday evening with my trenchcoat and purple scarf, headed to the bookshelf, where I can sit and look brooding while reading the many used books.
I want to then disappear, and no one sees me leave. I want to be a mystery. I want people to wonder, "who is that? And why are they here?"
"When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you."
-Friedrich Nietzsche
Reading by the window while it rains
“you will always be fond of me. i represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.” ― the picture of dorian gray (oscar wilde)