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I've been to ancient worlds, I've scoured the whole universe and caught the first train home to be at her side. No matter where I roam I will return to my english rose. For no bonds can ever keep me from she .

“ You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality. We are gleaming animals painted in moonlit sweat glow. Our eyes turn to jewels and everything we do is an example of spontaneous perfection. I have been waiting all my life to be with you. My heart slams against my ribs when I think of the slaughtered nights I spent all over the world waiting to feel your touch. The time I annihilated while I waited like a man doing a life sentence. Now you’re here and everything we touch explodes, bursts into bloom or burns to ash. History atomizes and negates itself with our every shared breath. I need you like life needs life. I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know. ”
by Henry Rollins 

(Source: beatriceisaunicorn)

“ And I can’t be running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight. ”
by J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey 

(Source: vanished, via 4mbivalent)

“ You make me nostalgic for a love that hasn’t even happened yet. ”
by Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You 

(Source: 4mbivalent)

“ The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity. ”
by W.B. Yeats

(Source: morganypie)

“ 
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. And intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way ”
by White Oleander

(Source: notsoplainemilyjane)

“ She was desperate and she was choosey at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn’t have quite enough going for her to become what she imagined herself to be. ”
by  Charles Bukowski 

(Source: thechocolatebrigade, via girlinlondon)

“ I often used to dream about you — vivid dreams with clear-cut stories. In these dreams, you were always searching desperately for me. We were in a kind of labyrinth, and you would come almost up to where I was standing. ‘Take one more step! I’m right here!’ I wanted to shout, and if only you could find me and take me in your arms, the nightmare would end and everything would go back to the way it was. But I was never able to produce that shout. And you would miss me in the darkness and go straight ahead past me and disappear. It was always like that. ”
by Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle 

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