… all her life she will be divided, with her feet in the Styx and her head in the stars.
“baby, you’re like lightning in a bottle
i can’t let you go now that i got it
and all i need is to be struck by your electric love
baby, your electric love”
aristotle and dante + børns’ electric love lyrics
Mary Oliver,West Wind: Poems and Prose Poems (via eearth)
Listen—are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?
adsom appreciation week: favorite scene | kell and lila reunion
They turned, caught up in another dance, and then he had her up against the frost-laced wall. Her breath hitched, and her nails dug into his skull. She sank her teeth into his bottom lip, drawing blood, and gave a wicked laugh, and still he kissed her. Not out of desperation or hope or for luck, but simply because he wanted to. Saints, he wanted to. He kissed her until the cold night fell away and his whole body sang with heat. He kissed her until the fire burned up the panic and the anger and the weight in his chest, until he could breathe again, and until they were both breathless.
And when they broke free, he could feel her smile on his lips.
“I’m glad you came back,” he whispered.
“Me, too,” she said.
Kiss him.
Kiss him as if he were Troy
and you were born for war.
Kiss him as if he were Troy
and you were born for war.
It’s a tragedy,
the way our story goes;
maybe, perhaps, almost.
the way our story goes;
maybe, perhaps, almost.
You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.” – Carry On, Rainbow Rowell
from “The First Four Books of Sampson Starkweather,” by Sampson Starkweather (via mermaeid)
Things break. This is the first law of any beauty. Gravity. The way islands are made. I am the list of things you will break.
Q: does your body ever ache with all the people you’ll never be?
A: always. always.
A: always. always.
Secrets have power. And that power diminishes when they are shared, so they are best kept and kept well. Sharing secrets, real secrets, important ones, with even one other person, will change them. Writing them down is worse, because who can tell how many eyes might see them inscribed on paper, no matter how careful you might be with it. So it’s really best to keep your secrets when you have them, for their own good, as well as yours.