"미안해. 수천수만 번을 말하고 또 미안해
이 좁은 방의 낮은 천장이 하늘이란 게,
내가 너의 우산이자 비란 게.
I’m sorry. No matter how many times I say it, I’m still sorry
That this low ceiling of this small room is our sky,
That I’m not your umbrella, but your rain."
(Source: 00cm, via oktoberkind)
"The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again."
Homer, The Iliad
(Source: erost-ratus, via synthetic-synaesthesia)
in a loud
Gabriel Gadfly (via theriverjordyn)
(Source: hellanne, via l-aurora)
Here is what they don’t tell you:
Icarus laughed as he fell.
Threw his head back and
yelled into the winds,
arms spread wide,
teeth bared to the world.
(There is a bitter triumph
in crashing when you should be
The wax scorched his skin,
The first time my bed stained crimson
I thought it was a bullet wound
so I cried and cried thinking I was dying.
They wanted me to wield my bra straps like a weapon
to make the cockiest of boys fall to their knees,
but I was busy hiding the sharp angles of my body
and working out the right…