1x03And I’ve never met anyone quite like you before, Oh, up, down, turn around; please don’t let me hit the ground, Tonight I think I walk alone, to find my soul desire to go home
8x01But I saw in your eyes I was never alone, Even when It got hard When the shore was too far, Even there in your arms I have always been home

anonymous asked:

"Prince... I don't know what it is I'm craving.. would you-" Silvia starts to stare at him, breathing deeply. "Sorry, I just, need some help..." ~vampire!plantlike ((heheh))

“Help…?” He blinks, “well of course I’ll help, what’s wrong? What can I do for you, Love? Are you okay??” He gently reaches out for her, resting his hand on her shoulder.

“At the core of capitalism there is not only the symbiotic relation between waged-contractual labor and enslavement but, together with it, the dialectics of accumulation and destruction of labor-power, for which women have paid the highest cost, with their bodies, their work, their lives.”

Silvia Federici | Caliban and the Witch: Women, the Body and Primitive Accumulation (2004)