MRS
That’s why I’m not to be trusted.
Because a wound to the heart
is also a wound to the mind.
Louise Glück, closing lines to “The Untrustworthy Speaker,” Ararat (HarperCollins, 1990)
I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it.
Hanamoto HagumiHoney and Clover   (via owls-love-tea)
audrey hepburn  + tumblr;
I am terrified by this dark thing
that sleeps in me;
all day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.
— Sylvia Plath (via drunkblogging)

Sopot, Poland

AHS: Murder House + First and Last Appearances