I Will Crave Running Barefoot Through The Grass Or Over The Dancefloor Whenever I Slip Into Pretty Shoes

V E N U S ♀

Celestial visitant, once more Thy needful presence I implore. In pity come, and ease my grief, Bring my distempered soul relief, Favour thy suppliant’s hidden fires, And give me all my heart desires.

Eternal Night

Something I really love about Norway is that winter almost feels like an eternal night. We have some sunny mild winter days, but most days I see the moon and stars when I wake up and the sun has already set by the time I get home in the afternoon. The snow covers everything and sparkles under the moonlight, it's almost magical. We have these winter lights put up all over the country, they look like fairylights, just to brighten up the winter.

X

“watch the queen conquer.”

// celestial beings//

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.

Intelligence

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

Dance

The thing about dance is that you’re never really good enough. There’s always something to improve. It’s great because you can always get better, but it’s also a sad thought. Once you manage a pirouette it’s time to do a double pirouette. Once you can do a split, it’s time for oversplits. I don’t think people who doesn’t dance can understand it. You’re never done, you’re never good enough and you can always get better.

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

2am (via 2am-spilledink)

“My gaze lingers on the moon, envious of her company of stars.”

-DY // twelve words for 12am thoughts // my lonely nights yearning for companions

I could never settle for an ordinary life. And I don't mean that I want to be famous instead, not at all. I mean, I need something to overcome, something to fight against, something that brings out that fire inside me and makes me feel like I want to create a storm. I need adventure and discovering. I need tragedy and pain, so I can move on and conquer. I need to climb up high and feel the last rays of the sun hit my face before it sets and the sky explodes into colours dancing over the clouds, until the only light is from a thousand stars and all you can see is endless night sky. I need to feel the adrenaline and closeness from being on stage and performing something that makes the audience feel and think. I need to run until I am out of breath and feel every part of my body. I need to do something that soothes my longing. The longing that is tearing inside my chest a little bit every day. I don't know for what, but for something other than going to school and then home. Something other than endless circles and routines. I need to feel like I've gotten the air knocked out of me and can finally breathe again, like the earth has been swept away from under my feet and I've had to fall back down. Like I've finally had the first bite of food after feeling hungry for as long as I can remember. I need to feel like I'm hearing a piece of music that hits me right in the stomach for the first time. I don't know where I'll find it, but I know I'll never unless I break the pattern and don't waste my life doing pointless things with time that will never come back to me.