Think Of All The People Who Wronged You. Think Of Them. The People Who Left You Standing On The Sidewalk,

Think of all the people who wronged you. Think of them. The people who left you standing on the sidewalk, the people who made you cry. The people who stood by and let you cry alone. Think of them

Now set them on fire.

this is such a mood 

Odysseus, holding the door: After you.

Achilles: No, thanks. I never let anyone walk behind me. 7/10 attacks are from the back.

Odysseus: Still leaves a 30% chance that I’ll attack you from the front.

Achilles: Yeah but it’d be easier to stop. I could always bl–

Odysseus: *slaps him*

is love SUPPOSED to feel like this?

am i supposed to think of the way

your knife twisted in my chest

clogging my bloodstream

the iron in your love building in my eyes

the water you promised to give my flowers

rolling down my cheeks.

is love supposed to feel like this?

am i supposed to think of the way

my bed feels empty without you

sheets wrapping around my throat

chaining me

a mock of your embrace.

is love supposed to feel like this?

you come near me

my lungs run dry

you go away from me

the little thing that beats for you

just.

stops.

is love supposed to feel like this?

like sorrow given form

like every rose petal bleeding with our lost embraces

like every gentle breeze teasing me of you

wherever there is love,

there is grief.

and what is the greater grief

than to be here,

alone,

when you're not?

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the song of achilles by madeline miller

a cup of water. a spoonful of tea leaves. a spoonful of sugar, and a little bit of milk. a little bit of fire, and there's the love story.