.. THE INK . DRIPS OFF . MY THOUGHTS ..

I’ve had the best of you so they can have whatever is left of you.. . - a. rogue

the sinful pleasures, oops i meant the simple pleasures.. .

(via secretsecretboudoir)

love is an untamed force, no remorse till you try and control it. destroy your soul till you seek it to be whole and once you imprison it, it will enslave you, can you feel how i crave you? rushing like rivers, your touch gives me shivers, your voice makes my skin crawl, your love makes me so tall, and sometimes I wake up but sometimes I fall, can’t tell if this is made up or fits like my all.. - a. rogue

By far the most dangerous foe we have to fight is apathy – indifference from whatever cause, not from a lack of knowledge, but from carelessness, from absorption in other pursuits, from a contempt bred of self satisfaction.

- William Osler

(via escaperealityenteryourdreams)

Years from now, you will find that the things you held dear, were all trivial to the core. All of those silly little things you cared about meant nothing, and the naive quest for perfection was a giant fucking waste of time.

I wish you well on your pursuit of being. ..

(via bitcheslovebottlesandbeats)

On the surface, an intelligible lie; underneath, the unintelligible truth showing through  — what an unbearable lightness of being and I know you see it too.. .

(via lucifelle)

[When I read the first two sentences of this passage, I was thinking everything that was written in the second paragraph… WEIRD]

— like when the world melted away, i showed you my mind and you stayed, when I was lost you brought me back, no concept of how this was to be played -a. rogue

(via chris-is-elsewhere)

Too MotherFucking Cute

(via mentalstimulationjunkie)

Destroy my desires, eradicate my ideals, show me something better, and I will follow you.

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky 

(via bitcheslovebottlesandbeats)

Who knows what you’re really like, I only see what I think you’re like — So when I hit a point where I can either change or self-destruct, I won’t know if I can come to you. Wouldn’t know if you have the valor and daring to cut pieces of your own soul off with a knife to weave into a blanket to protect me…
 - a. rogue

(via craigsjunkdrawer)

You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;
How could you become new if you haven’t first become ashes?

— Friedrich Nietzsche

(via thetrippytribe)

haunting scene making what I’m wanting obscene, couldn’t have foreseen couldn’t even glean how you’re a bad bitch queen, hidden under the demure till i heard you purr, now the rain does pour thunder in your core and your kisses I lured admired and adored — i’m secretly wanting more.

a. rogue

(via thetrippytribe)

“Can’t you see”, His words echo through every fibre of my being, as he unveils the hidden shows me what’s yet to be written, encircles all that has been forbidden and to that, I say good riddance.

a. rogue

(via lostinthhemood)

Come and join me while I sit in your filth,
what have you built, it’s starting to wilt,
and I can see it in your eyes, you contemplate my demise. come down from the high and be honest, I didn’t want this. I was on my way home, but carrying my sins had me roam, from door to door knocking on truths bones, uncouth zone, you weren’t letting me see what I needed to be shown. #SoIHaveToLetYouGo

  -a. rogue

(via chris-is-elsewhere)

Dare to be everything they told you not to - Dare to express yourself, Dare to change what beautiful means - a. rogue

(via fuckyeahinkedwhores)