Weekend Melancholy Or How To Abuse Your Illusions Until They Stop Using You

 

Because freedom, I am told, is nothing but the distance between the hunter and its prey.

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

I love you like I love the sea. And I’m ok with drowning.

 pleasefindthis, I Wrote This for You and Only You

I want to be inside your darkest everything.

 Frida Kahlo