I’m Not In My Virginia Woolf Era But I Can See Her At The End Of The Hallway Waiting Her Turn

I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

Preach

the absolute power in “you’re killing people” “no, I’m killing boys” cannot be outdone

“Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.” - Charles Bukowski

'The Picture of Dorian Gray' by Oscar Wilde (published in 1890)

Vivamus, moriendum est | Let us live, since we must die

Exigo a me non ut optimus par sim sed ut malis melio | I require myself not to be equal to the best, but to be better than the bad

Vive ut Vivas | Live to live

In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni | We enter the circle at night and are consumed by fire.

Flectere si nequeo superos, acheronta movebo | If I can not bend the will of Heaven, I shall move Hell | Aeneid, Virgil

Neutiquam erro | I am not lost

In Omnia Paratus | Ready for anything

↠ Latin Phrases

I’ve been collecting these phrases for a while. Now, I’m finally posting them!

In absentia lucis, tenebrae vincunt |  In the absence of light, darkness prevails

Dulce periculum | Danger is sweet

Non ducor duco | I am not lead; I lead

Cogito ergo sum | I think, therefore I am

Lux brumalis | The light of winter

Alis propriis volat | She flies with her own wings

Bibere venenum in auro | To drink poison from a golden cup

Est quaedam flere voluptas | There is a certain pleasure in weeping

Ut incepit fidelis sic permanet | Loyal she began, thus she remains

Si vis pacem, para bellum | If you want peace, prepare for war

Luceat lux vestra | Let your light shine

Vidi Vidi Amavi | I came, I saw, I loved | Julius Caesar

Astra inclinant, sed non obligant | The stars incline us, they do not bind us.

Sic semper tyrannis | Thus always to tyrants | Marcus Junius Brutus

Aeternum vale | Farewell forever

Curae leves loquuntur ingentes stupent | Slight griefs talk, great ones are speechless.

Fortuna vitrea est; tum cum splendet frangitur | Fortune is glass; just when it gleams brightest it shatters | Publilius Syrus

Hinc illae lacrimae | Hence these tears | Terence

Sue Zhao // Dialogues on Love #4 // “Maybe I already do”

Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.

Kait Rokowski

Letter from Hades to Persephone by Clementine Von Radics

Tell me losing everything is what saved you,

tell me you finally tasted freedom.

Don't lie.

I see it in your eyes. Women lie to their mothers.

Women do not know how to use their own voices and resort to things deeper. 

Don't lie to me.

Tell me you loved to destroy.

Tell me you need me. Please.

You are the bones of my spine.

You are the ground beneath my feet.

You are made of deeper stuff than the earth can give. 

Admit it : you are lost without the waiting.

Can you even imagine yourself in paradise?

Even the daughter of gods must know loneliness,

must sometimes want nothing more than to be

trapped in a hell of forevers.

Thank me, you queen.

I've given you forever.

“Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.”

— Fyodor Dosteovsky, Crime and Punishment (source)