you've made a legacy out of flirting with death, dancing with the reaper, inviting in grim's lipless maw to brush against your eager neck.

if we all held onto our morality like you do, we'd be dead within the week. i'm sure you can understand that, archivist.

// oliver calling jon archivist when hes annoyed. send tweet

how lucky you are, then. to have your talents only require being an uninvited voyeur.

you need to get out of that house.

PERSEPHONE:  hades,  you  let  them  go. HADES:  i  let  them  try. PERSEPHONE:  and  how  about  you  and  i? are we gonna try again?

between  you  and  me  there  was  once  gentleness,  there  was  once  a  jar  of  wine  between  flowers,  there  was  an  umbrella  in  the  rain,  a  moon  in  the  midst  of  autumn.  but  you've  forgotten.

you almost sound jealous. haha.

i was just kidding. i didnt mean to cause any offense.

mm. there's easier ways to say you don't want to talk to me, you know.

i don't have any issues with you. i'm not really in the business of making enemies.

okay. what do i even say to that. congrats.

you hurt. it's okay. i hurt too. hold my hand.

can't find my glasses.