i am not interested in people’s souls. i am interested in the bombs they carry inside of them.
i want to play with that bomb. i want to blow myself up with that bomb. for me, love is the bomb. & i am not wasting my time on half-things, i want bombs. i want terror. that is the only thing i accept.
i want chrapnels in my body. i want a carnival of wounds only love can cause. have you ever seen a body hit by chrapnels? it’s a wound that never heals.
and for the first time in your life, you. are. not. afraid. you. love. and. all. hell. breaks. loose. —-by marija.
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