#metvmorqhoses

[asktheheirofslytherin]

Honestly how much do you pay Metvmorqhoses for always being your shrink and your champion so magnificently? How can she know you so well? Is she your Death Eater PR? Is she a secret child of yours and Bella? Is she a you of a different timeline? How come you have not yet killed her for always exposing you so darn well???

Pay her to analyse me? I should be paying her to stop. I do not want my private inner workings to be put on display for the masses. Is nothing sacred? Her words eat at me, at times

And yet she loves me - I can see it in her words, the adoration comes through with each syllable, each sentence. The way she takes simple questions of opinion and weaves them into essays of depth, of purpose. There is passion in her musings, and this is why I have not killed her. I am her muse, and even though I sometimes suffer at her work, I cannot destroy something so painfully devoted.

You ask how she knows me so well. I could tell you, you know - but there are secrets that I simply cannot - no, will not betray. I ask if anything is sacred - perhaps something yet is.

And so she writes.

@metvmorqhoses

[starlightandshadows]

Time, this construct of our minds, this figment of our imagination, I watch as it passes before me; a symphony of white noise.

-m.a.r

[book-of-thieves]

TL;DR: i wasted 30 mins scrolling when i could've just used the search function

I literally spent about 30 minutes searching for a blog i LOVE but cannot for the love of me remember the spelling of the name of (its @metvmorqhoses ) and uh thats a bad idea if youre impatient. But im not, if you couldnt tell.

AnyWAY i know i got this blog notifs on so im like "oh searching 'meta' in tumblr isnt working so i might as well go through ALL the blogs i follow and look out for those w/ nofits on" well... Not only did i 1) not find metv, but i also 2) later tried to search for through my posts to see if ive reblogged anything, AND THEN - TO MY LUCK - I SAW IT: the search-through-the-blogs-you-follow button!!!!!

So i found it!!! Yay!!

[phantohms]

how to be a ghost in your own skin: watch the one you love slowly forget about you, until you are no more than a distant memory

graveyard of the living // s.g.

[yicitys]

slow dancing somewhere between heaven and hell this green haze that separates us from the world, it's poison from the depths of hell and i would get drunk on it a thousand times over because there is nothing more intoxicating than a shot of forbidden love

if you could see him now - him, and his halo of black feathers him, and two bloody slashes where his wings once were, you too would wonder if he has sinned, or if he is sin itself so drown me in the blood of the mississippi river and call it holy water a god's tears, a devil's kiss golden ichor turns white wings black and rain to ashes it's always easier to burn because us humans are born to catch fire, born to run into the flames, born to set ourselves ablaze and know that we would burn. you fall, like persephone biting into the fruit of death, saying i know what i'm doing, mother but you don't, not really you fall, like icarus stretching for the scorching heat that looks a little too much like love you fall, like odysseus trying to drown himself in the deep blue for something he would never have you fall, like pandora reaching for whatever that shines because you just want to take a peek but darling, you know it's never that simple, you know nothing good ever comes out of beautiful things.

– do we lose our innocence by giving in to temptations, or give in to temptation because we lost our innocence? | jessica l. 

[frondescence]

poetry clears the mind and cradles the soul and for that I am forever grateful

[tartts]

I have damned you with my want.

Excerpt of The Queen Below

[inkedpoet]

i am clawing at the light. (it learns to bleed quietly.)

excerpts from my diary, once upon a time, so did i