Life is a hot mess, baby.

“There is a place in the ocean, so deep, where not a single point of light penetrates through it. And for so long, I’ve been trapped there, unable to breathe. When I met you, you lifted me out of that darkness, and it was the first time I came up for air. You’ve become my oxygen, bella ladra, and I can no longer breathe without you.”

All I want to do is break her. Shatter her into pieces. And then arrange those pieces to fit against my own. I don't care if they don't fit - I'll fucking make them.

But what is surviving without living, and what is death without pain? It’s an empty, cracked shell where a soul has been born and where that soul will die.

She’s walking lightning. Both beautiful and fucking destructive

It’s not hard to see she’s as broken as they come—the only thing warm about her is her pussy.

“Our mouths are touching the same spot. Does that count as kissing?”

When you make someone fall in love with the darkest parts of you, there's nothing you can do that will scare them away. They will be yours forever because they already love all the fucked up bits and pieces of you.

"that's my girl"