these violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die like fire and ice which as they kiss consume what they touch it turns into something far more beautiful far more deadly than when they're separated
these violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die like fire and ice which as they kiss consume what they touch it turns into something far more beautiful far more deadly than when they're separated
"I'll never wear your broken crown
I took the road and I fucked it all away
Now in this twilight, how dare you speak of grace"
Jacob Black/OC Fanfiction
[New Moon]