this blog is now an ARCHIVE. i have moved lyris over here & i’m starting fresh so i can give her the love & care she needs!
this blog is now an ARCHIVE. i have moved lyris over here & i’m starting fresh so i can give her the love & care she needs!
this blog is now an ARCHIVE. i have moved lyris over here & i’m starting fresh so i can give her the love & care she needs!
this blog is now an ARCHIVE. i have moved lyris over here & i’m starting fresh so i can give her the love & care she needs!
Lagertha in Vikings 4x19 “On the Eve”
Lagertha | Vikings 4.19 [x]
Lagertha in Vikings 4x19 | On the Eve
recordemos aquellos 3 gloriosos barcos vikingos de 790 y tambien a la tripulacion que en 793 navegao por northumbria quitandole el sueño a occidente durante 5 siglos…
Reblog if you enjoy 100%, completely platonic threads.
author: lostcap / poems used: x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x . x * do not remove this credit , thank you.
❛ what a modern fucking tragedy you turned out to be. ❜ ❛ what do you think the stars wish for then? ❜ ❛ maybe i could have loved you in any life but ours. ❜ ❛ i used to ache for a hurricane, an earthquake. ❜ ❛ i found a catalyst for disaster in you. ❜ ❛ is this what happens when the poem ends? ❜ ❛ i found religion in betrayal. ❜ ❛ things like us only exist in dreams. ❜ ❛ you can’t give your storms to someone else. ❜ ❛ nothing lasts forever, not even the rain. ❜ ❛ it’s okay to fear. ❜ ❛ don’t claw out your own throat while waiting for someone else to scream. ❜ ❛ you are memories and moments. ❜ ❛ in some other universe you’re asleep. ❜ ❛ everyone leaves. let them. ❜ ❛ you are not a ghost. ❜ ❛ you can’t haunt those that forget you. ❜ ❛ everything ends and it’s okay. ❜ ❛ my heart kept beating, out of sync with yours. ❜ ❛ maybe i get to have a reason for the ache you left in my chest. ❜ ❛ you exist still. ❜ ❛ we can’t remember how to be alive. ❜ ❛ the heavens burn for you and i. ❜ ❛ every star is another story, every night a different sky. ❜ ❛ we end to begin again. ❜ ❛ beyond every somewhere, we exist. ❜ ❛ the gods lie as often as men. ❜ ❛ i sit not upon a throne of bone. ❜ ❛ my kingdom wasn’t chosen. ❜ ❛ the dead of mine do not speak. ❜ ❛ history will write that you were the bravest of them all. ❜ ❛ all stars must burn. ❜ ❛ the greatest things must end. ❜ ❛ hell is just another place i guess i’ll go to keep you warm. ❜ ❛ if the monster always dies at the end of the book, why am i still alive? ❜ ❛ gods don’t care about what might have been. ❜ ❛ men shall fall and gods be forgotten. ❜ ❛ you will be remembered eternally. ❜
- It is almost tiresome to hear the poets talk of all your exploits.
- I’m sorry it was tiresome. Perhaps we should have done things a more interesting way.
“May we interrupt your civilization, metal-skin, to offer our insight on what it means to be civilized?” ― Jay Valdez
Pretty sure these are cavalry axes.