It’s not your fate to be well treated,“ Ignatius cried. “You’re an overt masochist. Nice treatment will confuse and destroy you.

I’d like to murder you slowly just to see how many times you’d say my name.

I’ve always loved dark minds and deep thinkers and things not meant for me

You’re important to me. I think if there’s anything that will last forever, it’s that. Whether we separate, stay in touch or rarely speak again, you will always be that little someone I really do care for, that I would sacrifice everything for to protect and keep safe.

Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.

I know you and I are not about poems or other sentimental bullsh*t but I have to tell you even the way you drink your coffee knocks me the f*ck out.

The things I find most beautiful about a person are almost never physical.

The point is not to control your emotions, but instead, to not allow them to control you.

Never ignore a gut feeling, but never believe that it’s enough.