I don’t want to care about the harsh looks and disapproving cruelty. I don’t want any more sharp tongues to pierce my stomach till they taste blood.

What are gods to us, when we can't even manage to float in the ocean of our doubts? Source: louinspace https://louinspace.tumblr.com/post/164324000912/a-farewell-to-sadness-i-whispered-and-did-not

Being kind and soft and gentle sometimes is not enough. Sometimes you want the teeth the blood the speed the booze the kinks the smoke the edge the rocks. And you can have it all. Source: louinspace ...

This is what happens when I stay up late / and I think, and I wonder, and I pray Source: https://louinspace.tumblr.com/post/164287259597