Mikky Ekko // We Must Be Killers

I know only three states of being: godless hubris, righteous fury, and hapless melancholia

Bruce is petty as fuck.

im broke? no you misheard me! i’m baroque! i’m extravagant

he wears his smile like a pocketknife, ready for the kill

thoughts #09 | r.m (via rmeisel)

Romeo and Juliet: Act II Scene VI

He was too rich; like fine chocolate, deprivation and excess of him toed the same thin line.

waiting for roses; b.e. (via fluerdelis)

I want God to look at me. I want to be the first sinner to cauterize his clandestine wounds; to be the first beautiful thing he abandons heaven for.

Camillea (via robins)

Wait For It - Hamilton