aloneandforsakenbyfateandbyman: Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë, 1847

aloneandforsakenbyfateandbyman: Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë, 1847

Hapless-Hollow: “My Dark King. My Soul’s Lifelong Yearning - My Beautiful Cage. Capture Me. Imprison Me, Love. Eternally. My Heart Is Nothing, But For You…” — Helaena C Moon @ Http://Hapless-Hollow.tumblr.com/

Ateliertovar: The Dracula Saga, 1973, Leon Klimovsky

Almavio:françois Le Diascorn, Jeune Femme Endormie Devant Notre-Dame De Paris, C.1980

Nneilperry: No Offense But I Do Not Have Time For Ppl That Have No Emotional Depth And Don’t Even Attempt To Understand Themselves Or Others

Thinegar: “It Is Women Who Love Horror. Gloat Over It. Feed On It. Are Nourished By It. Shudder And Cling And Cry Out-And Come Back For More.” — Bela Lugosi

Seaymph: “She Imagines Him Imagining Her. This Is Her Salvation.” — Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin (Via Drearydoll)

Wishbzne: “To Feel That Empty, Again, Again.” — Margaret Atwood, From The Handmaid’s Tale

Lola-Fabian:

𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔫

Crimsonkismet: 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝟸𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

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Violentwavesofemotion: I. M. Panayotopoulos, Tr. By Kimon Friar, From Modern Greek Poetry; “The Frozen Moon,”

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