withered, once-beautiful matriarch: my, it sure is hot tonight in... the south. smoulderingly handsome, reckless heir to the family estate: *leans on a doorframe* hot- yes, just like the heat of my repressed homosexuality and barely concealed rage.
Tag: decadence
anarchy-of-thought: Laurence W. Chaves, The Confessions of an Opium Eater.
yayforthehorns: ttexed: ‘Ah, leave the hills of Arcady, Thy satyrs and their wanton play, This modern world hath need of thee.’ Indeed it does. ‘Pan’ - by Oscar Wilde. Aubrey Beardsley, unused cover design for Vol. V (April 1895) of The Yellow Book (source: victorianweb.org)
wilburwhateley: Temple Drake (from Faulkner’s Sanctuary) by emptystretch
inthetwilightzone: “The Passerby” 1961
camcdaniel.com 
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