Death is the mother of beauty. And what is beauty? Terror. Beauty is rarely soft or consolatory. Quite the contrary. Genuine beauty is always quite alarming. And if beauty is terror, what is desire? We think we have many desires, but in fact we only have one. To live, to live forever.
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NOT WATTPAD DELETING ALL MY FAVORITE DRAMIONE BOOKS I HAVENT EVEN FINISHED MANACLED BECAUSE OF SCHOOL AND NOW THIS SHIT?????? THIS FUCKING SHIT?????? WHAT THE FUCK MANTüm Konuşmaları Görüntüle