Sometimes one simply wants to disappear.
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Sometimes one simply wants to disappear.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via expresswithsilence)
You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame; How could you become new if you haven’t first become ashes?
Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via larmoyante)
'winter kisses' by scrawledchronicles
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”
Paraphrased and mixed from Katrina, M.K., and Unknown (via queenbtchfromhell)
I do not see my future when I look at him. He is unpredictable and raw, temperamental and soft like rainy mornings. I couldn’t even pretend to know what our life holds but I want it all. I want it all.
Michelle K., I Want It All. (via michellekpoems)
I thought I would be yours.
six word story #5 by janesink
We are crash and burn lovers, you and I. We were destined for doom from the start, yet we could not would not stop.
Michelle K., Fate Stepped In. (via michellekpoems)
You are the longest lasting high.
six word story #1 by janesink