savannah

matheson

cornell

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

what if feels like for a girl

laura

rusos

a hell of a summer

polly

xul

perdurabo

father's day

I'm so tired
I wish I was the moon tonight

leonor fini

kusama

slash

jack

ladies man

seberg

friendship

And if you walk away 

I can't take it 

But that's the way that you are 

And that's the things that you say 

son

just like honey

childhood

the deadly beloved

baptiste