"Al día siguiente,
cuando ella ya no está,
te ves queriendo huir
pero sin saber de qué.
Y entonces lo entiendes:
ningún viaje fugaz
entre unas piernas
te dará eso que buscas.
Sí. Es entonces cuando realmente lo entiendes:
el amor consiste en una cara
donde quedarse a vivir."
- Marwan (via tygaswagon)

I hadn’t guessed that the morphine would have this effect – that it would pin me down and gag me. Hold me paralyzed while I burned. I knew all the stories. I knew that Carlisle had kept quiet enough to avoid discovery while he burned. I knew that, according to Rosalie, it did no good to scream. And I’d hoped that maybe I could be like Carlisle. That I would believe Rosalie’s words and keep my mouth shut. Because I knew that every scream that escaped my lips would torment Edward. Now it seemed like a hideous joke that I was getting my wish fulfilled. If I couldn’t scream, how could I tell them to kill me?

(Source: twilightsagadaily, via stupidlamb-s)


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'I have a private Instagram so I can keep in touch with my friends because I’m always away. That’s not social media. We have a shared photo stream' - (x)

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