βWe were meant to be gods We were meant to own the sky shake the Earth with our breath carry oceans in our tears conquer kingdoms with a single shot We were meant to soar above even the brightest stars But they plucked the ambrosia from my lips and they sucked the divinity from your name and they cast us out like original sin out of Eden and they left us here bare-handed in socked feet with wounded hearts and mortal sins and the last enchanted dewdrop still clinging to our hair So I sank down to hell made playmates with the fallen devils learned how to stay warm by the heat of hellfire So you leapt into the sky made warmates with the fallen stars learned how to fly by the trail of a dying comet So you resurrected me with your poisoned lips and I breathed your name back to life and we built ourselves up from the depth of this cursed land brick by brick bone by bone breath by breath sin by ghostly sin And one day, my love, we will reach up into the heavens and bring down their castle in the clouds and leave them as they left us: bare-handed in socked feet with wounded hearts and immortal sins and the last enchanted dewdrop still clinging to their hair One day, my love, we will be what d e s t r o y e d the gods.β
β hell is just a meeting room for the forgotten and the abandoned ( j.p. )Β (via pencap)
4 aventures de Reinette et Mirabelle (Γric Rohmer, 1987)
-,β types of people ,β-
amsterdam: messy hair, open-minded, old notebooks, the color black, smudged eyeliner, eye bags, gentle kisses, bruised knuckles, black coffee, sneaking out at midnight, starry skies, holding hands, blushing, wandering through cities
tokyo: soft smiles, looks intimidating, intelligent beings, mirror selfies, watching horror movies, rainy days, great sense of fashion, photography, writing poems, misty forests, fantasy books, the scent of vanilla, cats, green tea
london: powerful presence, conspiracy theories, astronomy, believes in fate, cares but doesnβt show it, late night talks, fuzzy socks, hot chocolate, genuine laughs, trying to be the better version of themselves, introverted
paris: oversized sweaters, roses, indie songs, coffee shops, longing after romance, nostalgia, ponytails, rosy cheeks, painted nails, taking polaroid pictures, pretty handwriting, playing the ukulele, thrift-shopping, freckles
thereβs just something better about sitting on the kitchen counter I canβt explain it
OSCAR ISAAC and JESSICA CHASTAIN at the 78th Venice Film Festival HBO Scenes From a Marriage red carpet
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