THE EYES OF THE QUEEN.

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[bleachgreecards]

[thelovejournals]

…Years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute.

Edgar Allan Poe, “To M–” (via wordsnquotes)

[madgirlf]

all my grief says the same thing: this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. and the world laughs. holds my hope by the throat. says: but this is how it is

Fortesa Latifi (via killthebxy)

[bleachgreecards]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I never had illusions about the possibility of my being very lonely.

Friedrich Nietzsche, from a letter to Franz Overbeck written c. May 1884 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[jaisontodd]

her eyes hold thunder and her blood is magma. what matters love to a goddess of death?

pele (ii) [em] (via azulah)

[lifeinpoetry]

If I am anything, it is violence.

Alejandra Pizarnik, from “[…] of the Silence,” Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972 (via lifeinpoetry)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

One learns so much by keeping quiet and listening.

Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. June 1952 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[theliteraryjournals]

I’ve never been good at emotional stuff. Except anger. Anger, I’m good at.

Hannah Harrington, Saving June (via theliteraryjournals)

[fy-perspectives]

Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends.

Euripides, Medea and Other Plays (via fy-perspectives)

[quotespile]

For what is delusion but the prelude to hurt. And what is hurt but the prelude to rage.

Joyce Carol Oates, Blonde (via quotespile)

[rotvibraniumxarchive-blog]

Your resting state is war. It’s your nature.

Veil - Into the Badlands AMC (via rotvibranium)

[pairedaeza]

I’ve noticed after a few sips of tea, the tip of her tongue, thin and red with heat, quickens when she describes her cuts and bruises—deep violets and red.

Aimee Nezhukumatathil, from ‘Red Ghazal’ (via pairedaeza)

[spaceandaliens-deactivated20170]

[lifeinpoetry]

When I say “body,” I mean weapon.

Taylor Steele, from “Anatomy,” Dirty.Mouth.Kiss (via lifeinpoetry)

[wnq-writers]

and that was the thing about her, she kept on surviving. with bullet holes in her lungs, and knife marks etched in her back. she never let anything get in her way, resilient. a fighter, not by choice. but a warrior at heart.

k. azizian  (via thedestrcyer)

[aizenandsoifon]

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