"We throw love and we throw up, spraying all over the sidewalks, green bile and vodka kisses. We throw love around like a fist, oblivious of who we hurt. We kiss like we mean it, we drink like we need it, we cut open our chests to feel a little less, to feel a little more of the love we crave. Pomegranate hearts in hand we smash them against the gray walls of our city, shaking the world in red. We are wild and we’re raw, and when we fuck we want more. Spilling out the city gates, into the night, ready to set the world on fire."
- zest and adolescence (via drowningods)