regurgitated thoughts


It’s all about the way we see things.

It’s all about the way we see things.

mrakmrak:

zzz
Sweetheart, goodbye!

When love absorbs. War! War! The tympanum.
A sail! A veil awave upon the waves.
When first he saw. Alas! Full tup. Full throb.
James Joyce’s “Ulysses”/Crystal Castles - “Air War”
She died, huh. So what? You don’t need to die to be dead.
Marina Tsvetaeva’s female ex-lover, on her death