“I condemn you. Yet my heart yearns towards you. I would go with you through the fires of death. Yet am happiest alone.”
Bright Eyes Lua // Longpigs She Said // Jeanette Winterson The Agony of Intimacy // Simone de Beauvoir The Woman Destroyed // @/rummage.art on Instagram // Virginia Woolf, the waves
Yours is the first face that I saw / I think I was blind before I met you / Now I don’t know where I am / I don’t know where I’ve been / But I know where I want to go