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delacourtings) wrote2013-06-13 03:51 am
delacourtings) wrote2013-06-13 03:51 am
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They've got you trapped, Rose. And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away because you're strong but, sooner or later that fire that I love about you, Rose. That fire's gonna burn out.
What worries you masters you.
A lie told often enough becomes the truth.
When young we are faithful to individuals, when older we grow loyal to situations and to types.
t's not a matter of whether or not someone's watching over you. It's just a question of their intentions.
That is what learning is. You suddenly understand something you've understood all your life, but in a new way.
...but since when do people like us get what we want?
All the Devil requires is acquiescence... not struggle, not conflict. Acquiescence.
Those who love deeply never grow old.
The ability to delude yourself may be an important survival tool.
We have shared the incommunicable experience of war. We have felt -- we still feel -- the passion of life to its top.... In our youths, our hearts were touched with fire.
The magic of the tongue is the most dangerous of all spells.
everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
Edited 2015-12-23 05:47 (UTC)
our love was made for movie screens.
sorry always seems to be the hardest word.
Edited 2015-12-24 08:18 (UTC)
my body will not be a tomb for other creatures.
what if the monster loves you?
what then?
what then?
an unquenchable thirst to self destruct
diaphanous
adj.
one. very sheer and light; almost completely transparent or translucent.
two. delicately hazy.
adj.
one. very sheer and light; almost completely transparent or translucent.
two. delicately hazy.
we've got to finish what we shouldn't have started.
like a moment in your make believe.
i don't know what to do with the parts of me that you didn't want.
and there are stories about girls and wolves.
both have sharp teeth.
both have sharp teeth.
The good child does as her mother bids - five miles' trudge through the forest; do not leave the path because of the bears, the wild boar, the starving wolves. Here, take your father's hunting knife; you know how to use it.
How long do you keep looking...until you give up?
We never give up.
We never give up.
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