Grave Love Quotes

“This isn’t a stool for me to kick out and watch her neck snap; it’s a pedestal for me to worship her. She’s a fucking goddess in her own right, taking control of her future. And I’ll sacrifice it all to be inside of her as she realizes that.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“We belong together: the killer, and the corpse. We complete each other.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“It's not supposed to be "we" or "us". It's supposed to be about me. But that's not enough anymore, and I'm not sure why.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“And yet; there's something else inside of his words too. A swelling pain that eventually feels good, A sensation that numbs you. A raw hunger that scoops up my organs and flesh and muscles and every soft thing about me and makes me his. Hard. Unrelenting. Inanimate.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“This isn't a stool for me to kick out and watch her neck snap: it's a pedestal for me to worship her. She's a fucking goddess in her own right, taking control of her future.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“It's not supposed to be "we" or "us". It’s supposed to be about me. But that's not enough anymore, and I’m not sure why.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“He knows everything about me, doesn't he? At least, it feels like that. I should hate it, but the fact he knows so much thrills me. He doesn't think of me as a freak; I simply am what I am, and he wants to understand me.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“Blaze is enough. And I am enough. Together whether it's good or bad or straight up fucking miserable, in our screwed up piece of paradise, this life is enough.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“This is exactly how I want to spend the rest of my days, doing horrible things with someone who sees me. Who wants me. The real me. Someone who needs me too.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“This isn't a stool for me to kick out and watch her neck snap; it's a pedestal for me to worship her. She's a fucking goddess in her own right, taking control of her future.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“It's not supposed to be "we" or "us". It's supposed to be about me. But that's not good enough anymore, and I'm not sure why.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“And yet; there's something else inside of his words too. A swelling pain that eventually feels good. A sensation that numbs you. A raw hunger that scoops up my organs and flesh and muscles and every soft thing about me and makes me his. Hard. Unrelenting. Inanimate.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love

“He knows everything about me, doesn't he? At least, it feels like that. I should hate it, but the fact that he knows so much thrills me. He doesn't think of me as a freak; I simply am what I am, and he wants to understand me.”
― Audrey Rush, Grave Love