Deirdre

Just a sad, dead poet with many ships. Young age, but old and lonely soul. I love you 300. ~ This heavy humanness~ Rilke

[deirdrenyx]

I want to be a mystery, yet be known. I want to be together, yet alone. Is it too much to ask, to be famous yet unknown? To be a wanderer, yet have a home?

~Kara Douglas~

[deirdrenyx]

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams for when dreams go Life is a barren field frozen with snow.

~Langston Hughes~

[deirdrenyx]

Storms are wonderful. The way the skies trash and scream. It is a reminder, that even the skies scream, burdened with the weight of lost, forgotten dreams.

~Nikita Gill~

[deirdrenyx]

They say that the loveliest angels make the cruelest demons and my darling, you were so kind a beautiful before they dragged you to hell.

~your fall was not an accident, you were chosen for the damned~

-c.k.

[deirdrenyx]

Latin phrases I simply adore

“vivamus, moriendum est.” —let us live, since we must die

“ergo dum me diligis.” —so as long as you love me.

“alis volat propriis.” — she flies with her own wings

“aut inveniam guam aut faciam.” —I shall either find a way, or make one.

[deirdrenyx]

Oh, but nothing weighs more than the emptiness in my chest and the loneliness in you eyes.

~Deirdre~

[deirdrenyx]

She wore a thousand faces all to hide her own.

~Atticus~

[deirdrenyx]

Old souls

There is a beautiful thing inside of you that is thousand of years old. Too old to be captured in poems. Too old to be loved by everyone. But loved so very deeply by a chosen few.

~Nikita Gill~

[deirdrenyx]

How can emptiness be so heavy?

~Six words story via drupahti~

[deirdrenyx]

Where my books go

All the words that I gather, And all the words that I write, Must spread out their wings untiring, And never rest in their flight, Till they come were your sad, sad heart is, And sing to you in the night, Beyond we’re the waters are moving, Storm darkened or starry bright.

~W.B. Yeats~

[deirdrenyx]

She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

~Nikita Gill~

[deirdrenyx]

We’re all killers. We’ve all killed parts of ourselves to survive. We’ve all got blood on our hands. Something somewhere had to die so we could stay alive.

~If memories could bleed, if dreams could scream~

~m.a.w~

[deirdrenyx]

Storms are wonderful. The way the skies thrash and scream. It is a reminder, that even the skies scream, burdened, with the weight of lost, forgotten dreams.

~Nikita Gill~

[deirdrenyx]

Anyone can love a rose, but it takes a lot to love a leaf. It’s ordinary to live the beautiful, but it’s beautiful to love the ordinary.

~Anonymous~

[deirdrenyx]

“Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I am not living.”

~Jonathan Safran Foer~

[deirdrenyx]

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

~Sylvia Plath~

[deirdrenyx]

I would have come for you. And if I couldn’t walk, I’d crawl to you, and no matter how broken we were, we’d fight our way out together-knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that’s what we do.

We never stop fighting.

~Kaz Brekker~