i wish i'd see a field below

O U R   C R A C K I N G   B O N E S   |   a cally windheard playlist

i. howl, florence + the machine be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers, starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
ii. field below, regina spektor and so the day starts out so slow, again the sun was never called, and darkness spreads over the snow like ancient bruises
iii. help, roxette help me if you can, i’m feeling down, and i do appreciate you being ‘round, help me get my feet back on the ground, won’t you please, please help me?
iv. let the morning sleep, reamonn it’s too late to hate, what we’ve done is done now | it’s okay to say what you’re thinking, now that the moment has broken you can’t hide anymore
v. breakable, ingrid michaelson and we are so fragile, and our cracking bones make noise, and we are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys
O U R   C R A C K I N G   B O N E S   |   a cally windheard playlist

i. howl, florence + the machine be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers, starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters

ii. field below, regina spektor and so the day starts out so slow, again the sun was never called, and darkness spreads over the snow like ancient bruises

iii. help, roxette help me if you can, i’m feeling down, and i do appreciate you being ‘round, help me get my feet back on the ground, won’t you please, please help me?

iv. let the morning sleep, reamonn it’s too late to hate, what we’ve done is done now | it’s okay to say what you’re thinking, now that the moment has broken you can’t hide anymore

v. breakable, ingrid michaelson and we are so fragile, and our cracking bones make noise, and we are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys

al·li·ance
/ʌˈlaɪ.əns/

n. an agreement to aid and/or accompany another to prevent harm, until such a time that all involved parties can safely depart.

Aunque el frío queme,Aunque el miedo muerda,Aunque el sol se esconda,Y se calle el viento,Aún hay fuego en tu almaAún hay vida en tus sueños.
Mario Benedetti

Aunque el frío queme,
Aunque el miedo muerda,
Aunque el sol se esconda,
Y se calle el viento,
Aún hay fuego en tu alma
Aún hay vida en tus sueños.

Mario Benedetti


If you are a monster, stand up.If you are a monster, a trickster, a fiend,If you’ve built a steam-powered wishing machineIf you have a secret, a dark past, a scheme,If you kidnap maidens or dabble in dreamsCome stand by me.
If you have been broken, stand up.If you have been broken, abandoned, aloneIf you have been starving, a creature of boneIf you live in a tower, a dungeon, a throneIf you weep for wanting, to be held, to be known,Come stand by me.
— A Monstrous Manifesto, Catherynne M. Valente (x)

If you are a monster, stand up.
If you are a monster, a trickster, a fiend,
If you’ve built a steam-powered wishing machine

If you have a secret, a dark past, a scheme,
If you kidnap maidens or dabble in dreams
Come stand by me.

If you have been broken, stand up.
If you have been broken, abandoned, alone
If you have been starving, a creature of bone
If you live in a tower, a dungeon, a throne
If you weep for wanting, to be held, to be known,
Come stand by me.

— A Monstrous Manifesto, Catherynne M. Valente (x)

Capitol Magazine’s special edition, entirely dedicated to the 26th Annual Hunger Games!


i’m awake and feel the achebut i wish i’d see a field below 

i’m awake and feel the ache
but i wish i’d see a field below 

Every living thing
pushed into the ring
fight it out to wow the crowd 


now there’s no holding back, i’m making to attackmy blood is singing with your voice, i want to pour it out

now there’s no holding back, i’m making to attack
my blood is singing with your voice, i want to pour it out


Let him die by someone else, he’ll be dead all the same.

Let him die by someone else, he’ll be dead all the same.