“I’ve wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life.”
— Voltaire, Candide
i ran to tumblr to post this because i knew you guys would understand
stalker tht leaves sweet little notes that get more and more graphic and violent everytime i dont reply ( ´ ▽ ` ).。o♡
"Please don't ask me" I said. "I am in love that is all I know. and it is the most wonderful feeling in the world." (…) I said I was in love. And I am. I think I have always loved, and am loving and will love forever. Who? I do not know. A shadow, a fancy. smoke, a vision. no tangible person yet, but someone. (…) Had I been a man, I would have been an eternal lover. Being a woman, what am I? The future will tell. Only, I am in love, because my heart is awake to every vibration, to every touch or nature and humanity. I feel, always, from day to day, sorrow and joy. I live and dream love.
The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920-1923
— David Cronenberg, Consumed
i should not be trusted with the ability to fantasize
oh my god i need the shit beat out of me partially for sexual reasons but mostly cause i just need the shit beat out of me
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