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Sylvia Plath was found like this on the morning of 11 February 1963, dead of carbon monoxide poisoning in the kitchen with her head in the oven. She had sealed the rooms between herself and her sleeping children with wet towels and cloths. Plath then
And sleep, sleep is the brother of…
quest-the-fallen-angel: bellecs: deans-so-gay: piefacemcgee: kinetic-squirrel: ethiopienne: perfection If you feel like cringing yourself to death and crying to sleep for the rest of your life should you miraculously survive the ordeal, you can
“And there the children of dark Night have their dwellings, Sleep and Death, awful gods. The glowing Sun never looks upon them with his beams, neither as he goes up into heaven, nor as he comes down from heaven. And the former of them roams peaceful
appl3pielove: kinetic-squirrel: ethiopienne: perfection If you feel like cringing yourself to death and crying to sleep for the rest of your life should you miraculously survive the ordeal, you can watch it on youtube This was painful
did-you-kno: Rosalia Lombardo, who died over 90 years ago from pneumonia, still just looks like she’s sleeping. As it turns out, Ms Lombardo was preserved with a combination of formalin, zinc salts, alcohol, salicylic acid, and glycerin. Formalin,
iceinherheart-kissonherlips: Doctor Who meme two quotes: ½ An ancient creature, drenched in the blood of the innocents. Drifting in space through an endless shifting maze. Such a creature, death would be a gift. Then accept it. And sleep
I was sleeping but stomach pains woke me up. And then I see one of my fav storyboarders have made art of my fav gems as characters from a fav Disney movie….I’mso glad it exists
I finally finished my series of Disney Villains meeting Anime Villains! I’ve been posting these on Twitter since September, and finally finished all of them. I may do more of these in the future if I can think of any more crossovers.
takineko: ligtsaber: Okay but can u believe that they just killed off admiral ackbar¿¿¿ a straight up icon had an offscreen death and literally no one cares like why are y’all sleeping on this it’s an o u t r a g e My friend and I had a long talk
What is this feeling… ..do I wanna die or go to sleep??? Sleep I guess. Goodnight.
This reminded me of a song I wrote a long time ago called Sleep Paralysis “Down at the bottom of the sea where silence crushes bonesthat’s where the dead find their home.witches float and humans sinkangels rise and demons can never leave”
We’re putting Bifur to sleep tonight. He’s miserable and that’s when I said I’d let him go. I’m going to be a wreck the next few days. I’m sorry.
bisexualhamilton: We’re putting Bifur to sleep tonight. He’s miserable and that’s when I said I’d let him go. I’m going to be a wreck the next few days. I’m sorry. He’s passed away. Thank you for all the support.
piefacemcgee: kinetic-squirrel: ethiopienne: perfection If you feel like cringing yourself to death and crying to sleep for the rest of your life should you miraculously survive the ordeal, you can watch it on youtube I couldn’t make it two minutes
thegirlwhocriedfoxface: catchingeverthorne: gale did not kill prim gale did not kill prim gale did not kill prim gale did not kill prim gale did not kill prim that’s like blaming henry ford for all the deaths that happen in car accidents bless this
bogleech:ursidaez:small pets leave such a big imprint on your heart. i go to sleep thinking of the way my old pet mouse would kick up the coco fiber id put in a dish for him, searching dutifully for his treats of sunflower seeds and oats. i miss the way
karkatalonerefusingtolaugh: gonnaslapabitch: sabachii: blahgirl13: Cats of the Apocalypse plague and death are so cute abububu can i just hug all of them death is sleeping on my lap right now lol jk that’s just my cat but they look alike oh
ex0skeletal: All gifs by blind artist George Redhawk. Credit for the original photographs and more information on George’s process can be found here.
elegyforadream: In my dream;I was standing close to the shoreA huge wave was coming at me.I want to run away from it. But I can’t.I was scared. Then I laughed and I decided to surrender to death, and sleep in arms of death.It was a good feeling.and
sarahplaysquidditch: nabooliola: blackeyesandfirstblades: piefacemcgee: kinetic-squirrel: ethiopienne: perfection If you feel like cringing yourself to death and crying to sleep for the rest of your life should you miraculously survive the ordeal,
(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBwqV0QU0i8) How many roads must a man walk downBefore you call him a man?How many seas must a white dove sailBefore she sleeps in the sand?How many times must the cannonballs flyBefore they’re forever banned?The
I want to drive to Maryland this weekend so I can see my sister graduate and drive her home to Colorado with me but I don’t think I’ll get to. Kansas and Missouri are full of “death weather” as my sister calls it. I can drive 1600
And in the middle of sex in random people’s houses and murdering murderers this kid calls him and is just the cutest. God this show is gonna be the death of me
beautifulbizarremagazine: Excerpt from Bastien Lecouffe Deharme’s editorial in beautiful.bizarre issue 009 ~ “I am the kind of person who cannot go to bed and sleep if I didn’t achieve more than what I intended in a day. I am obsessed with death
amospoe: “Give a man a reputation as an early riser and he can sleep ‘til noon.” ― Mark Twain
monkofanam: “So therefore I dedicate myself to myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labours, my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger – because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being” – Jack Kerouac
hirxeth:“Rise up and walk, none of your bones are broken.”Sleeping Beauty (2011) dir. Julia Leigh
And miles to go before I sleep
rufustfirefly: “When I look back, I suspect I was in a clinical depression. I would sleep four or five days at a time. There was one class I never went to. I remember once when I slept for several days and finally roused myself, got myself out of bed,
sleeping-like-a-marble-girl: Robert Smith and Simon Gallup 1981
thebeatals: Paul McCartney on the plane to America, February 7, 1964. He had been out late with Jane Asher the night before and tried to sleep on the plane.
velvetnyc: “So therefore I dedicate myself to myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labors, my sufferances, my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger - because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being.” — Jack
quotemadness: “Human relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stopped.” — Charles Bukowski
unculturedmag: “…To sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested…” — Hunter S. Thompson
lyrics-in-myhead: “Hot cup of tea, it’s four o'clock in the middle of the night, and I can’t sleep.” — Staying Up {The Neighborhood}
bsfnr: “I want to let her know though that all the nights sleeping beside her even the useless arguments were things ever splendid and the hard words I ever feared to say can now be said: I love you.” — Charles Bukowski
kernjosh: (Mannheim), 2017 | Instagram“But there’s no joy at all, people say “Oh well he’s drunk and happy let him sleep it off”–The poor drunkard is *crying*–He’s crying for his mother and father and great brother and great friend, he’s
velvetnyc: “My waking and sleeping seem mixed together. I’m walking in a dream half the time, and sleeping through reality the other half.” — Margaret Weis, Dragons of Spring Dawning (via wordsnquotes)
objectsource: “Anyone who has half-woken up to the sound of a train or an ambulance in a nocturnal city, and through his/her sleep experienced the space of the city with its countless inhabitants scattered within its structures, knows the power of sound
flightoftheseabirds: “i am very impatient. i have difficulties to concentrate for a long time. i am often disproportionately emotional. i also have to say that i love sleeping and very much enjoy to sometimes not do anything. – which isn’t really
arthetic: “I don’t feel the sickness yet, but it’s in the post. That’s for sure. I’m in the junkie limbo at the moment. Too ill to sleep. Too tired to stay awake, but the sickness is on its way. Sweat, chills, nausea. Pain and craving. A need
violentwavesofemotion: “For weeks on end I dread being alone in my room. For weeks on end sleep and delirium are indistinguishable. Is there a place where nights don’t exist?” — Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written c. August 1915
amused-itself-to-death: “I hope you can’t sleep and you dream about it, And when you dream I hope you can’t sleep and you scream about it - I hope your conscience eats at you and you can’t breathe without me.” — Marshall Bruce Mathers III
loumargi: Raffaele Monti — The Sleep of Sorrow and the Dream of Joy
sonofbukowski: “The libraries are filled with thousands of books of knowledge, great music sits inside the nearby radio and I am sleepy in the afternoon. I have this tomb within myself that says Ah, let the others do it, let them win, let me sleep,
juansendizon: “Sometimes I want to scream but screaming is not in my nature, so I shut down and sleep for days and days and days until I wake up and feel completely silenced.” — Juansen Dizon, Flashbacks
anamorphosis-and-isolate: ― The Science of Sleep (2006)“I feel that I’m falling down into a black hole.”
bukowskiquotes: “I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever.”
4400lux: “Let us sleep hand in hand. The world rolls and somewhere out there are things I don’t know.” — Clarice Lispector, from Near to the Wild Heart, tr. Alison Entrekin
quotemadness: “And everything depends on how near you sleep to me.” — Leonard Cohen
jnjo: Rostov on the Don (Maxim and Tanja Sleeping), 1993
1cecxla:cxcacxla: sadlostpup: everything is sort of weird and sad and i want to sleep next to you
youlookgoodlikethat: Maya CW Silence! Oh, well are Death and Sleep and Thou Three brethren named, the guardians gloomy-winged, Of one abyss, where life and truth and joy Are swallowed up. —Percy Bysshe Shelley, Fragments, Silence.
Gonna drink myself to death, or at least I'll drink myself to sleep. Chain smoke my way through the gaps in between. My aspirations and my apathy!
philosophyquotes: “Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.” — Arthur Schopenhauer, Counsels and Maxims
This is my cat Tabby, My family got her when I was three years old, I am now 19. Two days ago, Tuesday, September 25th 2012, I came home to a facebook status my mom put up saying that she finally put her to sleep. My mom and I held each other and cried.
bdsm: likeabikeseat: And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him sandyb77: archangelskytower:The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty Model: tinkerbell Photographer: Rod Scivyer (via TumbleOn)
