#vintergudinnan

[psychoakane-blog]

If you wish for a friendship; don’t tell me your suffering. If you bleed your heart out to me, I won’t patch it up. I will watch, and watch, and watch until you are dry. If you wish for a friendship; don’t hear my story. I don’t want your pity, or empathy as everything back in the past is dead to me. Don’t give me a reason to hurt you, as I expect you to not make an attempt to hurt me. I won’t let you.

[secretusreginam]

-drops a ice flower on your lap and disappears into the winter before you figure who -

                       Monarch is awakened by abrupt    breeze of gelidity caressing pallid                       flesh,   sparsely painted eyelids prying open to allow azurline gaze to                       peer at surroundings.   Once crackling fire within the confinements of                       fireplace  (MEMORY of hours prior surfacing at front of mind at how                       decalescent flames licked at empty air; obscure shadows DANCING                       beguilingly and felicitously across the walls)    had now jaded into an                        attenuated incandescence of EMBERS   embedded into wooden logs.

                 Inadvertently,   Queen had fallen trustingly into the arms of oblivion so                 long ago,  glancing over chair's back to observe ceiling to floor window.                 Not only had night blanketed over the  world in a  M I D N I G H T  cloak                 (establishing theory of a prolonged      nap spent in antecedent King's                 chair), but fenestra was AJAR, despite having closed it the day hitherto.                 Such a sight galvanized perplexity,   meddlesomeness RISING at core.

                    It was only then, crystalline eyes cast downward, attention falling to                    PECULIAR object placed in lap.      A flower carved from acquainted                     element, scintillating in the bantam amplitude of light shining through                    room.    Lithe digits GLIDE beneath commodity and into hand's palm.                    Arm raises to place item at eye level,    observing and admiring the                    detail within EVERY crevice.    Names flitted around mind as to who                     suspect could be, but not a single one halted. Too many possibilities.

                        Lips pursing,       body rises from the allaying EMBRACE of father's                        chair,    engaging in the few steps needed to close the gap between                        self and fireplace.       Hand sweeps mindlessly over muted embers,                        palm of hand  B U R N I N G  as a  sheet of snow coats the formerly                        burning logs,     all previous signs of elated flames now diminished.                        And carefully does woman  B E N D    at the knees to slip ice flower                        from skin and into the soft powder before retreating to her chambers. 

[psychoakane-blog]

[secretusreginam]

&& vintergudinnan liked for a lyric starter

Disappear by Evanescence

    ❝I can't go on pretending. So         give me  something  REAL.❞

                     Venom SPEWS from tongue and lands with hazardous                      acidity, brows furrowing TIGHTLY over narrowed eyes.

[streetratted-archive-blog]

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻:

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻: what are your thoughts on school?

i love to learn new things, but i don’t like how judgmental people are there nor how education works with the overpriced tuitions and too much homework.

[the-chicken-exorcist-blog]

♨

Thank you for asking!

Things you and your muse have in common?

Errr...well. First of all, we are both very sarcastic. My boyfriend always comments that I am a sarcastic monster and I even got a badge with sarcasm warning from one of my friends for my 24th birthday, so I guess that’s the most prominent trait. Other than that, I’d say messy hair, prominent eyes, constant frowning and urge to sleep whenever possible. Also partially our choice of music and books. Oh yes, and stubbornness and tendency to be bitter and unforgiving about things from past. 

I truly wish I had Aino’s dedication and diligence. I’m lazy. 

[crimsondeath]

i love your blog

thank you very much!! ;v;