Winter
Winter
Ice skating with someone you love, clinging onto them. Rosy cheeks. Frost on your eyelashes. Winter winds. Freezing hands. The crackling under your feet when you walk on the snow. Long socks. Elegant coats paired with mittens and scarves. Frozen landscapes. Feeling the cold air in your chest as you breath in. Those sunny days when you feel a little more awake.
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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)
Some of my favorite memories have your name written into their story.
2am (via 2am-spilledink)
Scandinavian winter
- snow covered mountains and landscapes - those mild sunny days now and then - fireplace keeping us warm from dawn till midnight - a massive, plush bed with quilts and duvets to keep out the coldness - rosy cheeks - warm steamy tea or hot cocoa - faux fur throws all over the house for extra warmth when needed - scarves, coats, beanies and gloves the way only Scandinavians know how to wear fashionably - winter lights - frost on the bedroom window - seeing your frozen breath outside - a true winter wonderland
Friendly reminder that one of Aphrodite’s epithets is Tumborukhos which means ‘Gravedigger’ and let’s not forget my personal favourites, Androphonos (Killer of Men), Enoplios (Bearing Weapons), Epitumbidia (She Upon the Graves) and Summakhia (Ally in War) so the next time you feel the need to underestimate the Goddess of love and consider Her a shallow, empty-headed bimbo, I urge you to think again.
My Krios
..... and as he says my name, it feels as though the stars are not gleaming in the distance, rather they are dancing across my skin. A sky full of stars, his stars and he was staring at me. My Krios...
