zooeyxglass:

ginsysrelocated-blog:

       "Do you want it? Do you want anything I have?
Will you throw me to the ground like you mean it, reach inside and wrestle it out with your bare hands?
If you love me, you don't love me
                               in a way I understand.
Do you know how it ends?
Do you feel lucky?
Do you want to go home now?
There's a bottle of whiskey in the trunk of the Chevy
                              and a dead man at our feet
staring up at us like we're something interesting. This is where the evening  splits in half, love or death.
                              Grab an end, pull hard,
                                           and make a wish."

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(Source: ginsys)