Citations

I DESTROY MYSELF, PIECE FOR PIECE, BECAUSE NO ONE EVER TAUGHT ME THAT LOVING MYSELF HAS BEEN AN OPTION.

my anger is not beautiful. it is cold and biting, bitter, all teeth. a wounded dog. i am desperate. thats enough to make me something close to deadly

betrayal is not a knife
betrayal is the hand who wields it

Seaside homes are no more tragic than others, but often have more ghosts. They come with the tide, mistaking houses for their sunken ships.

War saturated that timeline. Birdsong mimicked cries of surrender. Foxholes were their own ecosystem. Insects were white to hide among bone.

He realized too late the garden was full of explosions, delicately frozen in time to masquerade as flowers. One misstep would be disastrous.

‘I may fall αραят but I will never lose the pieces. I will always see the picture that they create, and my hands b̛l̢óod͜y cracked, trembling and TIRED, will never stop fumbling to put them back тσgєтнєя.’

❝If he isn’t in awe of you, he doesn’t deserve you. You are my little girl and you were born perfect. If he can’t see that, it’s his loss. There is someone who thinks your flaws power his heart. Be strong. If he asks you to change, be like like rock of your birthstone, do not waver. You are wondrous just the way that you are.❞

“Papa, please take me home. I’ll never disobey you again, I promise… It’s getting so dark. I’m cold I’m scared Papa… please…”

Le temps n'a aucun sens. Accélérez.

"Wei... Je te reverrai un jour. Mais avant... J'ai un travail à terminer" - Eriana-3, avant d'entrer dans le Gouffre des Enfers.

“They've promised that dreams can come true - but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too.”

Le Mendalist

"L'absence de preuve n'est pas la preuve de l'absence".

Aucun plan de bataille ne survit au contact de l'ennemi

Je
t'aime
et pense
à toi,
et vais
rêver
de toi,
alors
dors-bien,
mes songes
t'accompagnent…

Que vienne enfin la nuit,
les ombres,
je ne suis bien qu'en la pénombre…

Par
certains
soirs de
brume,
on dirait
que la lune
fume, seule
dans la nuit…

Existe-t-il un fou, doué d'un cerveau assez puissant,
Pour restaurer l'étoffe où sont tissés les rêves
Et broyer les démons et mater le Chaos,
Qui, délaissant et son royaume et sa promise
Tourbillonnant dans les marées contradictoires,
Oubliera son orgueil pour de longues douleurs ?

Dieu a un sens de l’humour qui m’échappe.

“Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls. Thunder in their hearts. And chaos in their bones.”

“Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.”

“She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell”

“Only the brave and the broken are kind in this world.”

“Those freckles make you seem like a galaxy of stars, just waiting to be explored and loved.”