“... I regret no sin I have committed, for to be wicked is to be alive.”
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“... I regret no sin I have committed, for to be wicked is to be alive.”
sin // amoderncatastrophe
Have you ever gone out to the waters edge? Just as the sky begins to darken and the sun lays her head to rest. Her final rays lighting the trees on fire as indigo hues chases the clouds away. Have you ever felt the change in the air? The rulers of the forest passing their crowns to the moon. Cunning creatures coming to life as shadows weave throughout the foliage. Have you ever listened to lazily lapping waves over the shore? The sweet song of the nightingale praising the gods as the trees whisper secrets through the leaves. Have you ever gazed upon the night sky? The stars illuminating the darkness that has settled. Forgotten heros keeping a watchful eye on the land they once conquered. Have you ever felt alive?
~m.c
“oh don’t get too close to her she’s not as quiet as she seems she is a fierce storm of hellfire you wouldn’t survive a brush of her lips.”
no one ever did // amoderncatastrophe
Her (2013) dir. Spike Jonze
She turned towards the offending person, dark eyes alight with a cold fury. “You think because I show you kindness that I will bend to your every whim? How undeniably stupid of you to even think you have me at your beck and call.“ She stalked towards her prey, a cruel smile casting a predatory gleam upon her features. “Did you forget who I am? Did you think that I had been tamed to give you people my all? How foolish of you to be forgetful of what lurks underneath my skin. “ An aura of malice and ancient power surrounding her as she went in for the kill. “My veins burn with hellfire and chaos. I would burn this place down with everyone in it, if I had to.”
you found me shattered empty & lost in my own destruction, drowning in memories and self loathing but you cleaned my bloodstained hands, wiped away the tears that bruised my cheeks, kissed the scars that ravaged my mind, breathed the smoldering embers of my soul into a raging inferno you gave me hope and then you left.
everyone leaves // m.c
they thought she was sweet, innocent, to pure for this realm swept away by a hungry evil a cruel fate decided upon an angel little did they know that she did not run from the approaching chaos she grasped it with sticky fingers stained with the same color upon her lips laughing as the gentle shadows danced with their new queen as promises of destruction and vengeance lit a fire in her eyes
long live the queen // m.c
“Is it a sin to find beauty in the darkness? To watch as the night sky comes alive with the eyes of the gods To listen as the forest whispers centuries old secrets To find solace as shadows dance the same dance they have for eons Powerful things lurk in the darkness and it is a sin to forget them.”
-a modern catastrophe
“I had so much potential.”
Potential set by whom? Your parents? The school system? Society? Only you know your true potential and fuck whatever the rest of the world has to say. You’re not here to live for the world, you’re here to live for yourself
live // m.c
“I’d let you break my heart again I think, just to have you as all mine for a little bit longer”
I’ll grieve for you again // m.c
Belchite Night, by Carlos Santero
Oh don’t get to close to her, she’s not as quiet as she seems. she’s a fierce storm of hellfire you wouldn’t survive a kiss of her lips
no one ever did // m.c