f-y-asia:
“Heavy and hard is the heart of the king
king of iron, king of steel
the heart of the king loves everything
like the hammer loves the nail
but the heart of a man is a simple one
small and soft, flesh and blood
and all that it loves is a...

f-y-asia

Heavy and hard is the heart of the king
king of iron, king of steel
the heart of the king loves everything
like the hammer loves the nail

but the heart of a man is a simple one
small and soft, flesh and blood
and all that it loves is a woman
a woman is all that it loves

and Hades is king of the scythe and the sword
he covers the world in the color of rust
he scrapes the sky and scars the earth
and he comes down heavy and hard on us

but even that hardest of hearts unhardened
suddenly, when he saw her there
Persephone in her mother’s garden
sun on her shoulders, wind in her hair

the smell of the flowers she held in her hand
and the pollen that fell from her fingertips


and suddenly Hades was only a man
with a taste of nectar upon his lips

vampirepsychology

tumblr deleted my last confessional post so here’s a new one:

when i was like 6 my grandparents got me an awesome dollhouse (playmobil haus 5301 if anyone needs to know). for some reason, i had in my head that one day, god would shrink a bunch of people until they were the size of polly pockets and the world would be so cruel and scary for them. so every night i would pray to god that if he did that, that he would please put the tiny people in my dollhouse so i could provide for them. and every night, in case it happened, i would put water in a little cup for them and make their little beds so they’d have somewhere warm to rest after finding out they would be tiny forever. i told my friend in school about this and he said “oh my dad’s a wizard dont worry he can make them grow again” and then i felt at ease and never worried about it again.

sic-semper-hominibus

i'm not the praying sort, but i'll probably always have a soft spot for the astronaut's prayer

sic-semper-hominibus

for those who aren't familiar with it, it's a possibly-spurious quote by alan shepard (and is thus sometimes referred to as the shepard's prayer) on the launchpad of Freedom 7, immediately before he became the first american in space. it goes like this:

"Dear Lord, please don't let me fuck up."

peachygos

[Plain Text: "Dear Lord, please don't let me fuck up." /end Plain Text]