#chicago gothic

[highways-are-liminal-spaces]

winter on the chicago river

[mdwsp]

South Side by night

Chicago, 2022

[emopalace]

𝔖𝔦𝔵 𝔉𝔩𝔞𝔤𝔰 𝔊𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔄𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔞 𝔉𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔉𝔢𝔰𝔱 2007 (x)

[mylifeisaparty]

Lazy pics derp:3

[xaramariposa]

A Chicago Winter Wonderland ❄️🕯️

[witchrealms]

(x)

[webdiggerxxx]

꧁★꧂

[creekbed-burial]

Pictures of the Heart Chicago Motel in Chicago, really hoping to spend a night here eventually♡

[soisaidfine]

Ethel Cain: August Underground - Thalia Hall, Lollapalooza Aftershow, Chicago 2024

'she accepts her fate and faces the end'

August Underground - Ethel Cain, Thalia Hall, Lollapalooza Aftershow, Chicago, August 2, 2024 Video via X (@/gayforgogo)

"Ethel Cain wastes away in the attic of an abandoned shack in the woods of northern California. As Isaiah reveals his truest nature, she accepts her fate and faces the end." August Underground (Genius) Preacher’s Daughter, Track 10

[quo-usque-tandem]

American Gothic by Grant Wood

[purplepansy99]

𝗦𝘁. 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗵, 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗴𝗼, 𝗢𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮, 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟲 (x)

[highways-are-liminal-spaces]

Braving the late night blizzard in downtown Chicago

Taken January 2024

[free-cigarette-photography]

i moved to the midwest.

this was a Dracula night at Empty Bottle for halloween.

[env0writes]

It only took three-hundred-and-fifteen days For rain to fall And tears to shed With only fifty days remaining did it wait The year is a fickle beast Oh, how I love thee Despise thee I am wilted in these dry summers These hale auburn autumns Ready to fling myself from my very limbs I turn my head to the heavens for the rain Much like a sunflower might to face the sun I face the clouds, and close my eyes Breathing slow, meditative, almost in prayer Begging–no, yearning–for the charge in me Above, below, around me To connect Let me hear that clap and see that flash Thunderous applause of existence Blind me with your beauty Oh, how I will weep Like the mighty willow of which I blossomed Let me roll down these hills, like thunder Over the tumbling clouds Three-hundred-and-fifteen days too late Petrichoricly drown me in this So that I might spring joy As the grass And the trees Spring But now is coming the passing of autumn Wintered and warm beneath sheets Listening to the rainfall strike Against my window do I press my head As I did for all those school-years Longing to live in the places passed by How better to know my place in the world Amidst a storm that will leave me Like ashed kindling upon the asphalt To remind – how powerful the world is

NaNoWriMo Vol. 4, 11.11.24 “11:11, Make a Wish”

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[mylifeisaparty]

Lemme eat you:3

[xaramariposa]

The University of Chicago in the summer 🍃🍃