You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality. You are still special, you know.
#i legitimately do not understand why these two weren’t fucking #this movie shouldn’t had the plot with the father and...
Jessica Brown-Findlay and Felicity Jones in the same film!! Ooh, I gotta see this.