You don't go on "probably" when love and guns are in hand.
I kept telling myself that all the women in the world weren´t whores, just mine.
The centuries are sprinkled with rare magic with divine creatures who help us get past the common and extraordinary ills that beset us
I was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better. just like, at times, I needed that graveyard.
Humanity, you never had it to begin with.
sometimes I hate you," she said.