"Love isn’t soft, like those poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close."
Stephen King, The Body 1982 (via disbar)

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"When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, when you love it."
Caitlyn Siehl  (via scrlett)

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"Elle a le visage violent d’une briseuse de corps et l’air fou d’une amoureuse des mots."
Patrick Besson (via ellednorih)

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"I want to see the beast in beauty.
the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway."
beauty and the beast | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)

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"That’s the trouble with loving a wild thing: You’re always left watching the door."
Edith Pattou, East (via observando)

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Anger walks into a bar and I’m
halfway in love.
There’s no joke here. I leave
my beer sweating on the counter
and ask them to dance.

Anger comes home with me,
looks too long at my gentle
knuckles and cries.
They say sorry, I say
‘Let’s just sleep together’.

I bite Anger’s lip bloody
because I can’t control myself.
Because I just really, really need
Anger asks to go slow, asks
me to be gentle.
Anger melts in my hands like
a warmth I never wanted, falling
onto the pillow beside me
and laughing.

Anger falls asleep with their head
on my chest, solid and heavy and
too familiar, while the silence
inside me starts
to growl like the starving thing
it is.

I thought I had something to
feed it; something to let it
tear itself to shreds with, but
it turns out I’m the only
pair of sharp teeth in the room.

Turns out Anger only wanted
a place to sleep.

Caitlyn Siehl, One Night Stand (via alonesomes)

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"You’re not a mess, you’re brave for trying."
Georgia Whots to Rakishi, On Grey Seas” cir. 1947 (via 1924us)

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"The only thing more saddening than hoping for something you cannot have, is fighting for it."
Rakishi, “things my father wouldn’t say.” cir. 1918.   (via saintofsass)

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"MEDEA : Tell me,
How does it feel with my teeth in your heart?"
Euripides, Medea  (via aranrhod)

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