“A violent nothing.”
"She’s something odd and uncertain,
half of her was made of stars, full
of death and filled with light; her
other half was made of scars, full of life and filled with darkness."
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vanisheduntrust
You are so vulnerably haunting. Your eeriness is terrifyingly irresistible.
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via lesgardenias)