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JON BERNTHAL as FRANK CASTLE | Daredevil S2E6

how to be a monster: 1. learn the taste of dirt and pain. 2. teach it to others till your knuckles bleed. 3. see if that makes it easier to breathe.

rinse and repeat, Amrita C. (via okayodysseus)

you died screaming, yet the monster who took your place was silent.

you are a weapon, and weapons do not weep | h.a  (via codepcndent)

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

I feel something troubling inside of me which scares me, an exhausting violence. But I accept the great adventure of being me.

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry (via rotttenpoetry-blog)

All my grief says the same thing— this isn't how it's supposed to be. And the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, says: but this is how it is.

Fortesa Latifi, The Truth About Grief

I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth

Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V  (via sumiremiu)

I will turn myself into a gun, because I’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own.

Richard Siken, Wishbone (via machiavellias)

I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.

Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath’ (via advotiya-raskolnikova)

We mourn in a place no one knows; it’s right that our grief be unseen. I love you as if you’ll return after years of absence. As if we’d invented moonlight.

Anne Michaels, from “Ice House,” Skin Divers (via mythaelogy)

Hell is loving you in my sleep and waking up alone.

Unknown (via izumruds)

You can be dead inside and still shine, don’t you believe me? Just ask the stars.

VàZaki Nada (via aristotless)

my villains got me locked in a cage, but they don’t know i have the key, i haunt the shadows with a gun in each hand and a smirk on my lips, this tortured soul has had enough, i’ve got a taste for blood and vengeance, and i’m dying to hear their screams.

my demons used to scare me, now they run from me // k.s. (via worthystevie)