Milano Torino has never been as sweet as you on my lips, @floretide

Be the soil where my blood-roots can bloom, @pseudomacabre. (First of many to come?)

There are certain memories I’d always cradle close to the heart: this year’s birthday, for one. Your earnest gifts and the far-too-divine cake will be cherished until my bones turn to dust. (& shoutout to @fleingall + @yoneist for making the 2nd picture possible!)

when you have a friend
#clayface #mouthwashing

We did it better than Elon Musk and Grimes

‼️ PAPUA JUGA TERBAKAR

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I'll outlive your entire bloodline, rot your family home to dust, and use your kids' wooden coffin as fertilizer. Long after your kids are buried beneath me, my roots will break through their graves, winding through their ribcages to drink the last drops of your family's legacy.

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teeth. ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

The Mummy: ミイラ男
Doodling with a fountain pen

John Bell’s Engravings of the Bones, Muscles, and Joints. 1810. John Bell attended Mary Shelley for a time. Do you think Frankenstein was at least partially inspired by the author’s surgeon?

Here, in one of my favorite passages from Eros the Bittersweet, Anne Carson captures the inevitable space where language stutters and love reaches endlessly across the gap like two halves of a knucklebone.

She interweaves language and longing to reveal that to speak of love is to inform oneself to what is missing, and writing doesn’t necessarily bridge the gap between two people.

May have only read two of her works, but both deeply echoed in me. She’s like an English teacher with an extensive knowledge of Greek lit that you always seek out after class to regale you with tales you’ve never heard before. Well deserved award.

Our doodlings in the middle of work cause she could suck my youth dry btw

Grief has a certain charm in illuminating what was once obscure; the passage of time may steadily efface the name on the stone, but it will never cease to reframe your traces in my memory. You remain rosy as dawntide, as distant as the sun that clears the fog.

matching blood vial necklaces > anything else

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Architecture of a quiet longing; the place we haven’t built (yet).

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