Then He Said To Me, “Don’t People Touch Each Other At Your House?” “What’s That Supposed To

I want God to look at me. I want to be the first sinner to cauterize his clandestine wounds; to be the first beautiful thing he abandons heaven for.

Camillea (via robins)

the seven deadly sins | envy

a sad or resentful covetousness towards the traits or possessions of someone else.

requested by @x-i-a-t

MEDEA (1969) dir. Pier Paolo Pasolini

Therapy // All time low

im broke? no you misheard me! i’m baroque! i’m extravagant

You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question.

Albert Camus, The Fall (via wordsnquotes)

I am not yet a king, but I got moxie and I move // like I know I’ll die young.

Rachel McKibbens, from “Minneapolipstick,” published in Poem-a-Day (via lifeinpoetry)

Tracy K. Smith, from “Don’t You Wonder, Sometimes?”, Life on Mars

Do you know how it is when one wakes at night suddenly and asks, listening to the pounding heart: what more do you want, insatiable?

Czeslaw Milosz, from New and Collected Poems (1931 - 2001); “Farewell” (via echymosis)