efervescente.

c'est la fuckin' vie.

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

frída hjördís vranich, say no to power.  

she is ash and acid, soot and scars. a tragedy of crossed wires; a ticking time bomb just waiting to explode.

she is an apocalypse wrapped in wolf fur. she bares her teeth in a smile and your world starts shaking.

she is not the kind of girl you are meant to love; wild and vicious, her hands wet with blood.

you are meant to love a star – bright and beautiful and far away.

but she is a lightning strike heralded by thunder – brutal and blinding and gone before you can blink.

she is a rainstorm and you are a shipwreck.

there’s nothing quite so beautiful as a girl who can claw you apart and yet chooses to stay.

[dionysiacas]

brandy heather wagner, elysian.

[dionysiacas]

margo rosemary sjobërg, pain for pleasure.

[dionysiacas]

seven amitra hansen, kill them all.

[dionysiacas]

mercy yvette ghormley, the greater good.

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

aphra bylgja carrow-travers, the greater good.

the pill of your deception was a bitter one to swallow.

the foulness of your betrayal festered, dark and tar-like in the pit of my stomach.

kairosclerosis | a.h.

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

britta savage grzesiak, the war of winder.

[dionysiacas]

sybille basilia dahmer, unholy youth.

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

[dionysiacas]

lyra ophelia dwyer, surprise bitch!

look, i swear i'm trying it's just  i can't stop shaking and sometimes all the poems about healing feel like lies. 

there is no 'i'm trying to be okay' anymore / now it's i am just trying to survive 

and this is not a good thing (i am not a good thing) 

i am barely a thing at all.