satan's in the backseat giving me advice again

Feb 02

quote My dragonfly,
my black-eyed fire, the knives in the kitchen are singing
for blood, but we are the crossroads, my little outlaw,
and this is the map of my heart, the landscape
after cruelty which is, of course, a garden, which is
a tenderness, which is a room, a lover saying Hold me
tight, it’s getting cold. We have not touched the stars,
nor are we forgiven, which brings us back
to the hero’s shoulders and the gentleness that comes,
not from the absence of violence, but despite
the abundance of it. The lawn drowned, the sky on fire,
the gold light falling backward through the glass
of every room. I’ll give you my heart to make a place
for it to happen, evidence of a love that transcends hunger.

— Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain (via ghetto-astronauts)

(Source: lostinthemorning)

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Kelsey, 19. Obsessed with all kinds of music, horror movies, pretty superficial things and animals.

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