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Do not fear the dark It was where we were born And it is where we all shall die
Adrenaline was better than any drink. Better than a stolen kiss or a cloudless sky. I thrived in its decadent chaos.
Many times, when I’d been struck by the suffocating loneliness, when I’d lie awake in bed and toss and turn, I’d wonder what it would be like to gift someone a piece of yourself and own a part of them in return.
A good man is often the one who has known the most evil.
“Control is an illusion, something to make us feel grounded and in charge of our destinies.”
“Don’t overthink everything. You might be surprised by how much you’d like being out of control. Being alive is chaos, and living in it is half the fun.”
“You are what I imagine the sun to be like,” I whispered so softly I wasn’t sure she could hear the admission. “Fiery. Beautiful. Damning.”
“I seem to have forgotten how cheeky that mouth is.”
The mind can be the sharpest weapon one possesses, but it can also be the blade that delivers the fatal blow.
Courage is unlocking the door to your cage and taking flight. True bravery is burning the cage to the ground.
The heart is the wickedest of beasts, for it can never be tamed.
“Good,” I said, suddenly feeling breathless. “I like you ruined for me.”
All of our jagged pieces might not have fit together perfectly, but what a beautiful, disastrous mosaic we made.
