tired eyes and ink stained hands trail across the pages, as the rain-swept buildings nestle underneath the gloomy skies, and the poems of baudelaire pour from my heart.
ig: rosenaufsuden
Odessa Opera and Ballet Theater.
you, who opened suns in my heart,
“You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
You kinda have to just be insane. And keep doing that forever
Oxford, Oxfordshire.
“Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?” - Clarice Lispector
every day i wonder why i'm not living in a dark castle with secret passageways and rooms filled with books
“You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.”
-Friedrich Nietzsche
I will tell it to you one day and you'll see everything make sense. And please embrace me and whisper sweet things to me.