#nazeera ibrahim
thinking about how AARON. ALWAYS. FELL. IN. LOVE. WITH. HER. every single time.
s t r o n g
s t r o n g e r
strongest
Imagine me
master of my own universe
I am everything I ever dreamed of
~juliette ferrars, imagine me
His hand slips behind my neck; he leans in until our lips are only inches apart. […]
“You’re a coward,” he whispers. “You want to be with me and it terrifies you. And you’re ashamed,” he says. “Ashamed you could ever want someone like me. Aren’t you?” He drops his gaze and his nose grazes mine and I can almost count the millimeters between our lips. […]
“You want me,” he says softly, his hands moving up my back, “and it’s killingyou.”
~aaron warner, ignite me
The sounds of the world seem warped, faraway, like my head has been submerged underwater. The fire in my brain has been snuffed out, replaced by a sudden, absolute calm. A sense of certainty. I know what I need to do now. And I know that there’s nothing—nothing I won’t do to get to her.
I feel it, feel my thin morals dissolving. I feel my flimsy, moth-eaten skin of humanity begin to come apart, and with it, the veil keeping me from complete darkness. There are no lines I won’t cross. No illusions of mercy.
I wanted to be better for her. For her happiness. For her future.
But if she’s gone, what good is goodness?
~aaron warner, defy me
