so this is what a slaughter looks like?

my name's taylor. i have an unhealthy preoccupation with mortality and i hate everything.

† vanity over sanity †





“If I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death. That’s where liberty lies: to see oneself dead.”

—Samuel Beckett, "Eleuthéria" (1947)


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Mar 12 2014

iamamiwhoami//O

Love: 
The kind that kills and scars,

(Love, Love)
Will make you kneel and crawl
To Hell and back.

(Love, Love)
The words that slit your throat
Will make you think of Love
As the new Black,
As what you lack.

Love.

(Source: Spotify)

Feb 24 2014
" How could I know you fit my body like a glove? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me.

I have time. Please, devour me.
Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima mon amour   (via coffeekaling)

(Source: frenchtwist, via saint-of-the-pit)

sigilmilk:

I walked a full mile down and back along the creek today, past the bones of something and just around the bend from where the three waters come together.

occulter:

Prints from the Infinity Project by @ericgorvin // Infinity Book available at Occulter.org

occulter:

Prints from the Infinity Project by @ericgorvin // Infinity Book available at Occulter.org

Feb 5 2014
" For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns.Aleister Crowley (via olivia-ross)

(Source: seabois, via catastropheballerina)

" I only want two things in this world.
I want you.
And I want us.
(via britisharistocracy)

(Source: fhauly, via pleasekeepmeinmind)

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