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tell me how do you look at the flames of ruin and not name it hunger?
Rishika Aggarwal, they said horror, i said war (not even phobos survives mars), Rising Phoenix Review (via risingphoenixpress)
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You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via seabois)
Love isn’t soft, like those poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close.
Stephen King, The Body 1982 (via ahmoses)
There is only one question: who is to rule? And that is never answered with words.
Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless (via mashamorevna)
She’s intimidating and brooding And she scares people away, because She’s not made of sugar and spice and everything nice. But rather fire and lightening and everything frightening. People see the smoldering flames And the raging winds And they think that she’s strong. They think that she’s powerful. But really, she just tends to burn herself down.
beautifullytangled (via wnq-writers)
I want a trouble-maker for a lover, blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame, who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate, who burns like fire on the rushing sea.
Rumi (via empresscixi)
I loved you to the point of ruin. I loved you until my lungs were filled with ash.
Tina Tran, Until I started choking on our memories (via lucreza)
God, make me so uncomfortable that I will do the very thing I fear.
Ruby Dee (via wheretruthechoes)
aut viam inveniam aut faciam.
i will either find a way, or i will make one; (via assholeinahoodie)
When he offers his lips, go for his throat.
Clementine von Radics (via rejecthuman)
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When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.
Caitlyn Siehl (via perfect)
Fear both the heat and the cold of your heart, and try to have patience, if you can.
J.R.R. Tolkien, Unfinished Tales (via larmoyante)
Never trust a survivor,” my father used to warn me, “until you find out what he did to stay alive.
Kurt Vonnegut, Bluebeard (via nujahbes)
[She bites God in the wrist]
stage direction from Artaud’s The Jet of Blood (via mirroir)
I want a clap on lamp that works as a polygraph; when you swear you still love me, the lights flicker.
Megan Falley, from “The Honest House” published in After the Witch Hunt (via pigmenting)
God bless the rage in us. It’s how we know each other.
Terrance Hayes (via michaelleepoetry)