“they keep telling me you’re a monster, a fallen angel with broken wings, but when I look into your eyes, all I see is a forsaken soul, a life lost in the winter storm, and, oh, since when did monsters have lips like yours? because as our lips met, we found home.”
— maybe heroes were always meant to love fallen angels // k.s. (via worthystevie)
If I let him do this to me, what else will I allow? Anything, Anything, Anything.
Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless
His and hers matching bite marks
you should come within biting range. no reason
luv men who love you weirdly. who love you so much it’s just shy of creepy. luv men who r a little not normal when it comes to you n their love for you.
NON-freaks dni. This is a freaks only zone