sixelya-deactivated20170802:

so i was in the bus with this granny by my side when we spotted two girls kissing by the bus stop. the granny turned to me and said “these girls are so pretty. at their age i was pretty ugly. well, maybe that’s why i had to marry a man” i almost died omg

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orpheus only frequents bars that don’t have karaoke nights
turns off the radio when he gets in the car
he’s forgotten what a lyre feels like in his fingers

demeter is an on-call midwife
no matter what the parents are told during the ultrasound
demeter always ends up holding a baby girl

ares spends most friday nights in a different police cell
they never get an id and he’s gone when they check on him
he burned off his fingerprints long ago

aphrodite is in the photoshop business
feels something inside her curl and wither into nothing
every time she airbrushes a flat-eyed model’s cellulite away

hades is forever recruiting souls to fill out new paperwork
the dead are rolling in faster than he can count them nowadays
cause of death has gone from swords to drone attacks

athena is getting tired of wisdom
swallows bright pills and chases them with brighter drinks
dances in clubs where she can’t think over the vibrations

hera is the best divorce attorney in the tri-state area
broke up with zeus around the civil war
left him to sleep his way around europe for the third time

dionysus made the switch from wine to liquor around the 14th century
and he can’t shake off the weariness that accompanies waking
along with the hangover

poseiden is counting the days before they inevitably find him
he has to keep finding new hiding places
the ocean is getting smaller by the decade

prometheus had his chains shaken off of him by an avalanche
he keeps expecting the gods to show up pounding at his door
but no-one’s come yet

-‘modern deities,’ by theappleppielifestyle  (via theappleppielifestyle)

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How I clean my room:

god-tiermeulin:

•start at one corner
•find something from 5 years ago and stare at it nostalgically for 10 hours
•go to bed

(Source: trans-nagisa-shiota, via succeeding)

pyropotter:

You are angry about something. “Clam down,” I text you. You assume I have made a typo, but in fact I am holding a small soldier clam in my hands. He died so young. War is hell

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fascinates:

do you ever feel like having too many feelings that you just might explode

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