welt der träume
One day you’ll get used to the mud in your lungs and your veins and your eyes, and you’ll feel fine.
— Chelsea Wolfe, from
Numb As The Winter
Be very, very careful what you put into that head, because you’ll never, ever get it out.
— Thomas Cardinal Wolsey (via
If you understand, tell me,
tell me now before it is too late
and the darkness has swallowed me
and I can no longer hear you.
One long river of thought: