“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”


end of pretend.

ahomeboyslife:

It’s just a kiss with the force of a fist and I just wanted your heart to know our love is leaving you pistol whipped and our heat kicks your teeth down your throat. maybe its the end. baby, it’s the end. maybe its the end of pretend.  the of pretend. the end.

10 months ago • 923 notes • July 12th