#t

Time owed an alliance to the undying. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#death #time #death

She was an exotic flower amongst the snowdrifts, out of place, a Technicolor misfit in a monochrome Christmas movie. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#flower #girl #love #romance #tecnhicolor

Dreams and Happiness are...drugs. And the pain that follows is not less than a sharp knife...or a sharp-nail. It bleeds without blood. You just feel it. With every sense you have got, on every single inch of earth, in every tiny part of the minute you live. It compels you to feed...yourself... ↗

— Ankur Kumar Shah

#blood #compels #dream #dreams #drugs

Adventures are all very well in their place, but there's a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#pain #freedom

If superstition could contradict science, the world may as well be on the back of a turtle. But giving into turtle worship was a bridge too far. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#religion #science #superstition #turtle #dreams

Her lips are like pillows of warm glass. It is strange to find her resistant for even a second, since she has been the kisser and not the kissed. It wasn't like the last time, which felt fumbling and unnatural. That time wasn't off-putting, just like kissing one's sister. This kiss, my kiss, was tingling sweetness, electric apple blossoms. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#apple #kiss #kisses #kissing #love

His kisses were so hungry and male, which isn't bad. Every kiss said he could never have enough, but he wasn't going to stop trying. They were so hormonal. I wanted his sugar roughness. Girl's kisses are deliberate and polished. When she kisses me - when I kiss her - she doesn't want me. She has me and knows it. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#bisexuality #kiss #kisses #love #romance

Dreams are real; dreams exert influence ↗

— Elaina J. Davidson

#infinity #lore #dreams

Twenty years from now you will be more disapointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. ↗

— Mark Twain

#dreams

I can smell blood, Elena,” Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. “Are you trying to flirt? ↗

— Nalini Singh

#elena #vampire #blood