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Y una mañana todo estaba ardiendo; y una mañana las hogueras; salían de la tierra; devorando seres; y desde entonces fuego; pólvora desde entonces; y desde entonces sangre. - Pablo Neruda.  //  spanish civil war oc. penned by Celia

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A GENTLE PLEA

OUT. || This is a very respectful plea to make a move AWAY from callout culture here on tumblr. If someone does something that genuinely confuses, hurts, or offends you, I say we need to use this more as an opportunity to CALL IN. Open up the channels for a conversation. It’s really important to remember that so many people on this site are still VERY YOUNG – teens and early twenties –– and a good conversation could be a huge turning point in someone’s life. But being called out for something that may confuse them or that they don’t or didn’t see as being wrong more often than not shuts a conversation right down. 

Let’s move away from the knee-jerk reaction to publicly shame someone for something that could be changed with an open and empathetic conversation. 

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QUESTION did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

ANSWER yes. my wings decayed.  i clutched at star systems to slow the fall  and the burns still smoulder, faint shadows of feathers seared  into bleeding skin. this is pain? i don’t like it. i want to go back. this aching… this is aching? why are my hands shaking?

l.s. | PICK UP LINES FOR FALLEN ANGELS © 2016

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                                                         far  too  young  to  die

                                                 icarus ⇨  aesthetic  (  pt  2  /  ?? )

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                                look who’s digging their own grave  ——  that’s what they all say

                                                  icarus ⇨  aesthetic  (  pt  1  /  ??  )

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PAN'S LABYRINTH - sentence meme (en inglés)

I’ve bolded my favorites.

❝ I don’t understand why you had to bring so many books. ❞

❝ You’re a little old to be filling your head with such nonsense. ❞

❝ I saw a fairy! ❞

❝ That’s not necessary, I can walk perfectly well…❞

❝ Better not go in there. You may get lost. ❞

❝ She’s sick with child. Did you notice? ❞

❝ Those bastards know the terrain better than any of us. ❞

❝ This will help you sleep through the night. Just two drops before bed. Two drops only. ❞

❝ Close the door and turn off the lights, sweetie. ❞

❝ The wound is getting worse. His leg isn’t any better. ❞

❝ Here, the houses are old. They creak… as if they were speaking.  ❞

❝ Why did you have to get married? ❞

❝ I’m with you. You weren’t alone. You were never alone. ❞

❝ Men talked amongst themselves about their fear of death, and pain, but never about the promise of eternal life. ❞

❝ Don’t fuck with me. ❞

❝ You killed him… you killed him! Murderer! Son of a bitch! ❞

❝ Maybe you’ll learn to search these assholes properly before you come to bother me. ❞

❝ Look. This is a fairy. ❞

❝ It’s you! You’ve returned! ❞

❝ I’ve had so many names… old name that only the wind and the trees can pronounce. ❞

❝ You were not born of man. It was the moon that bore you. ❞

❝ Prepare these rabbits for dinner tonight. ❞

❝ He’s nothing but a fussy dandy. A fussy dandy! ❞

❝ They eat more than a couple of pigs, and they never shut up. Not even underwater. ❞

❝ What I would have given to have a dress like this at your age. And look at the shoes! ❞

❝ You’ll look like a princess… ❞

❝ Do you want some milk with honey? ❞

❝ I believed in a lot of things I don’t believe anymore. ❞

❝ When the woods were young, they were home to creatures who were full of magic and wonder. ❞

❝Those sons of bitches are here… and they’re watching us. ❞

❝ They’re losing ground, and one of them is wounded. ❞

❝ These people hold the mistaken belief that we’re all equal. ❞

❝ If we need to kill every one of these vermin to settle it, we’ll kill them all, and that’s that. ❞

❝ Have I ever told you that I was acquainted with your father? ❞

❝ What you’ve done hurts me. ❞

❝ Make her/him/them well. I don’t care what it costs or what you need. Make her/him/them well. ❞

❝ You’re helping the men in the woods, aren’t you? ❞

❝ Do you know a lullaby? ❞

❝ When that man finds out about us, he’ll kill us all. Have you thought about that? ❞

❝ Look. This is a mandrake root—a plant that dreamt of being human. ❞

❝ The thing that slumbers there… it is not human. ❞

❝ I’ll try to make it in as few cuts as possible. ❞

❝ I’m a coward for living next to that son of a bitch. ❞

❝ You’ll meet her; she’s very pretty, even though she’s sometimes sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles… you’ll love her. ❞

❝ Listen, if you do what I say, I’ll take you to my kingdom and make you a prince. ❞

❝ God only knows what they wanted, other than to waste our time. ❞

❝ Go ahead, don’t be afraid! This is the only decent way to die! ❞

❝ I’ll make you a deal. If you can count to three without st-st-stuttering, you can go. ❞

❝ Don’t look at him, look at me. Above me there is no one. ❞

❝ All memory of you will fade in time, and we will vanish along with it. ❞

❝ I like having you handy, ____. It has its advantages. ❞

❝ K-k-k-kill me, kill me now. Please. ❞

❝ Magic doesn’t exist! Not for you, not for me, not for anyone! ❞

❝ Please, take me away from here! Let’s just go, please! ❞

❝ The world is a cruel place. And you’ll learn that, even if it hurts. ❞

❝ To obey–just like that–for the sake of obeying, without questioning… that is something only people like you can do. ❞

❝ What must you think of me? You must think I’m a monster. ❞

❝ It doesn’t matter what someone like me thinks. ❞

❝ How long have you been laughing at me? Little bitch! ❞

❝ If anyone tries to get in… kill her first. ❞

❝ That’s what you’ve always thought. That’s why I was able to get away with it. I was invisible to you. ❞

❝ Damn. You’ve found my weakness: pride. ❞

❝ I’m not an old man, nor a wounded prisoner! ❞

❝ You wouldn’t be the first pig I’ve gutted! ❞

❝ Don’t be a fool, sweetheart. If anyone’s going to kill you… let it be me. ❞

❝ We’re leaving. Together. Don’t be afraid… nothing is going to happen to you. ❞

❝ Just a drop of blood. A pinprick, that’s all. ❞

❝ You promised to obey me without question! ❞

❝ Tell my son… tell him what time his father died. Tell him… that I– ❞

❝ No. He won’t even know your name. ❞

❝ You have spilled your blood rather than the blood of an innocent. ❞

❝ She reigned with justice and a kind heart for many centuries ❞

❝ She left small traces of her time on Earth, visible only to those who knew where to look. ❞

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 ❝     HEY    —-    MISTER    !      you  got   a  dollar  and  dime  to  spare    ?    m’ awful   hungry.    ❞     as  if  to  prove  her  point,    a  pang  of  hunger  nearly  doubles  her  over    -    hot  flashes  turning  her  face  red.    ❝      promise  i  ain’t  tryin’  to  scam  ya.    ❞

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                  he  stares  at  her,  trying  to  see  through  her  words  if  she  was  LYING.  after  a  few  seconds  icarus  thinks  that  if  she was  lying,  she  was  a  good  actress.         ❛     uh  ---------  SURE,  let  me  check...     ❜         a  hand  travels  to  his  pocket,  taking  out  his  worn-out  wallet.         ❛     this  is  all  i  have.     ❜         he  shows  her  a  single  dollar,  slightly  ripped  at  the  edges.  he  wasn’t  in  his  best  moment,  financially  speaking.

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detail The Lament for Icarus, 1898
Herbert Draper

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like this for a starter !  or message me if you wish to plot something  ❤

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like this for a starter !  or message me if you wish to plot something  ❤

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     his courage is sewn in the stitches trailing his spine and when i kiss his bruises, i can taste a fighter.

                                      private & highly selective icarus   /   penned by celia.

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European Languages according to the Dutch.

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     his courage is sewn in the stitches trailing his spine and when i kiss his bruises, i can taste a fighter.

                                      private & highly selective icarus   /   penned by celia.

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what do u mean “what have i been up to” … i’m out here ruining my own life as always bitch

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Adrien Sahores - The Making of APROPOS Journal, SS 15