The Fact That Not Everyone Loves Music Still Baffles Me Beyond Words

Winter

Ice skating with someone you love, clinging onto them. Rosy cheeks. Frost on your eyelashes. Winter winds. Freezing hands. The crackling under your feet when you walk on the snow. Long socks. Elegant coats paired with mittens and scarves. Frozen landscapes. Feeling the cold air in your chest as you breath in. Those sunny days when you feel a little more awake.

Friendly reminder that one of Aphrodite’s epithets is Tumborukhos which means ‘Gravedigger’ and let’s not forget my personal favourites, Androphonos (Killer of Men), Enoplios (Bearing Weapons), Epitumbidia (She Upon the Graves) and Summakhia (Ally in War) so the next time you feel the need to underestimate the Goddess of love and consider Her a shallow, empty-headed bimbo, I urge you to think again.

//prayers to Aphrodite was scattered like ashes of offering across your bedroom floor//

Aphrodite, please grant me the grace to love myself and value my needs instead of relying those who do not value me. To remain steadfast in my resolves. To you I dedicate not only my outward appearance, but the beauty within my soul as well

Intelligence

I honestly feed on intelligence. I love deep thoughts, crazy ideas and passion for knowledge. It's so underestimated, it's sad.

you

// the revenge of aphrodite //

My Krios

..... and as he says my name, it feels as though the stars are not gleaming in the distance, rather they are dancing across my skin. A sky full of stars, his stars and he was staring at me. My Krios...

I will crave running barefoot through the grass or over the dancefloor whenever I slip into pretty shoes I don't mind pretty things, but I love wild things

Messy thoughts on paper

Some of my favorite memories have your name written into their story.

2am (via 2am-spilledink)

You are unexplored, unusual and frighteningly beautiful.

Nikita Gill (via thelovejournals)