Hades,LoverShe is drawn to the idea that he cannot be destroyed; And he is too curious to stop her from trying.Hades,Lover
OfGodsAndEndingsShe was born far too late to save the rest of the world.OfGodsAndEndings
Watching the horizon twist into another tragic suicide of the day, she dangles the stars on their strings and wishes for a new start; and this was something so terribly lost.
The rainstorms are mercilessly tearing down every stranded hope, washing away rivers and dreams into overflowing drains, and there is nothing left to rebuild, here. There is just nothing left.
And maybe when she calls the sun into the sky, she dreams it differently. There are blue roses somewhere, we've just nev
by ~AppleChua
by =acidlullaby
| I remember lacing the lyrics of my favourite song through the silences between your heart beats. [that’s why you were always my favourite.] I remember tracing crooked hearts on your skin with my fingertips while you laughed. [you have 324 crooked hearts interlaces all over your body.] I remember rain and crying, and that you were always warm. [even if your words were wrapped in winter.] I remember telling you stars were made to guide the dreamers. [and you would tell me to stop living in fairytales.] |
Losing Is Not Finding.
Distressed
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"To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner." - Lestat
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(\(\ Meet Grimmkitty
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and her laugh always sounds like the clatter of shaken dice,
of the rotation of roulettes and a life on the line.
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.--
The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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we're crashing cars we used to share.
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