"I desire her and I hate her. I would like to take her in my arms and embrace her till she smothered, till she was crushed and I could drink death from her gushing veins."

Octave Mirbeau, The Torture Garden (via enflurane)

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snorlaxatives:

jamie lynn spears better hope i don’t catch her ass on the streets she’s dead to me for getting zoey 101 cancelled

(via wavecaps)

"Screw poetry, it’s you I want,
your taste, rain
on you, mouth on your skin."

Margaret Atwood, Late Night (via foxesinbreeches)

(via coffeepeople)