Her X

// celestial beings//

Perhaps we love those who remind us most of our favorite poems.

E. Grin (via written-in-pen)

Troubles x

Some of my favorite memories have your name written into their story.

2am (via 2am-spilledink)

Demeter never was fond of Hades why should she be lord of the dark, lord of the dead what a fearsome title he wore took his beloved down below and raised her up high made her a queen made her happymade her giggle and smile and blossom in a way summer never could Demeter didn’t see that Demeter didn’t want to see that only saw her pain only saw her lonelinessonly saw her he tricked her he fooled her he stole herhe saved her he loved her he completed her she never liked me either i think i can sympathize a little i’m no lord of the dead but  i think i can sympathize a little

m. (via flightiestofbroads)

As I look into your eyes, and I see a universe of lost hearts and broken souls, of screaming eyes and crying tongues; a universe of empty rage, and I have it too.

2am (via 2am-spilledink)

Why doesn't the moon love me back?

X maybe

Red and yellow lockscreens

Random quotes lockscreens

I. What a tragedy it is Two lonely beings Knitted together By neither desire nor love Only pain And cruel destiny And the seed of a pomegranateII. What a tragedy it is A daughter of life Of flowers, of soft spring and sweet summer Forever sentenced to be deprived Of melancolic autumn and frosty winter It isn’t fair But then again Life rarely isIII. And he Prince of the dead, first son of time Ever dark and alone Has anyone ever wondered If he was lonely Down in his quiet home Has anyone ever wondered If he wanted to reign On what his brothers had left him(IV. Two opposite souls Brought together by silent fate It is no tragedy Simply what was supposed to happen As fire and water dance As day and night merge Knitted together Creating a love Made of thorns and sunflowers Creating a love Made for legends and eternity)

2am mythology poetry; some people just deserve a happy ending (via moreofachaserr)

X lovers

PERSEPHONE Tell me darkness is all you’ve ever tasted. Tell me my lips are like ambrosia from Olympus.  Tell me this body is made of moon beams. Tell me the stars are woven in my hair. HADES Tell me your hands crave the feel of my fingers. Tell me that loving a monster is knowing the monster is nothing but a man. Tell me oblivion is not enough to tear you from me. Tell me the journey down to hell was worth it.

Things They Want to Hear // L.H.Z (via lhzthepoet)