The feminine urge to live in my favorite books is insane.
“He was contemplation and enthusiasm. Ambition and strong coffee. I could have looked at him forever.”
E. Lockhart, We Were Liars
For a change of pace
He rested his forehead on the slope beneath her belly button. She took his skull between her fingers. Devotional. That was the word for two bodies like that.
Coco Mellors, Cleopatra and Frankenstein.
Lana del Rey
it’s buzzcut season anyway
reading date
July 5, 1930
Journals of Anais Nin 1927-1931 [volume 4]









