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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Source: shmegeh
darknesstohislight Uncategorized Leave a comment May 14, 2014 1 Minute

Soon I’ll grow up, and I won’t even flinch at your name.

Alanis Morissette (via jailor)
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I have so much of you in my heart.

John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne (via lucreza)
Source: larmoyante
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I’ve always loved the idea of not being what people expect me to be.

Dita Von Teese (via wanduring)
darknesstohislight Uncategorized Leave a comment April 23, 2014 1 Minute

Why should I fear death? If I am, death is not. If death is, I am not. Why should I fear that which can only exist when I do not?

Epicurus (via mancerayder)
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…And please remember that you were beautiful before he told you that you were.

(via fuckinq)
Source: c-oquetry
darknesstohislight Uncategorized Leave a comment April 19, 2014 1 Minute

To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if I break myself. I want to live only for ecstasy. I’m neurotic, perverted, destructive, fiery, dangerous – lava, inflammable, unrestrained.

Anaïs Nin   (via goghst)
darknesstohislight Uncategorized Leave a comment April 19, 2014 1 Minute

I didn’t like having to explain to them, so I just shut up, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the sea.

Albert Camus, The Stranger (via moriarteys)
Source: blackestdespondency
darknesstohislight Uncategorized Leave a comment April 19, 2014 1 Minute

I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.

Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire  (via mirroir)
Source: bookmania
darknesstohislight Uncategorized Leave a comment April 17, 2014 1 Minute

You think ‘okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst,’ but you hold out that small hope, see and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.

Joyland, Stephen King (via satans-ghost)
Source: wordsthat-speak
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