those who bleed in ink

[arcaneastrophile]

"coffee, coffee, coffee"

— Lorelai Gilmore

[haha-im-dumb-haha]

Cardan Greenbriar is so relatable. I, too, would like to push the love of my life into a lake if that means I wouldn't have to talk to them.

[hwhwgwhnwnwbwbwg-deactivated202]

Okay he’s cute but does he call you his sweet nemesis? His darling god?

[junepours]

plenty of emotions.

[starlightacademia]

“Take me to Paris” she said.

“You are Paris” he replied.

— Miriella Marie

[arcaneastrophile]

"Put out the torches! Hide the moon! Hide the stars!"

-Oscar Wilde

[hwhwgwhnwnwbwbwg-deactivated202]

It’s always “I love you “ and never “What are you doing to me, you plague of a girl?” he whispered. “If I’m a plague, then you should keep your distance, unless you plan on being destroyed.” The weapons still in her grasp, she shoved against his chest. “No.” His hands dropped to her waist. “Destroy me.”

[weltenwellen]

Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems

[arcaneastrophile]

"We are the granddaughters of the witches they couldn't burn."

— unknown

[arcaneastrophile]

“I wish you were still just a human to me, I don't want to look at you and see poetry.”

-k.p.k

[juneacademia]

the utter romantic notion that the stars have a hand in our fate.

[arcaneastrophile]

the utter romantic notion that the moon knows of it all, only the moon.

[arcaneastrophile]

She lives the Poetry she cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realize.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

"Who should defend the moon if not poets?"

— Antoni Slonimski, tr. by Czeslaw Milosz, from “In Defense of the Moon”.

[arcaneastrophile]

Or if you want to explode stars and raid planets, then that will work too.

[abernathyvalois]

i should’ve been born a pirate what is this

[arcaneastrophile]

illicit affairs and clandestine meetings.

[arcaneastrophile]

Thinking of a forbidden romance, two star-crossed lovers, an epic tale, a secret midnight love doomed to end in misery, blind to the cynics, trapped in secret whispers and stolen kisses, gossips of the tragic lovers spread maid to maid, a cruel fate of a hidden love, hysterical moments of despair, a longing, a dream, a deep unruly desire, immortalized forever in spilled ink and hearsay, a Greek tragedy, a hopeless sort of chaos, a hollowing yearning, devoured by passion, consumed by love, an ethereal unearthly love, a love that shouldn't be, yet they loved as if it were the only thing they knew.