7 Quotes by Valzhyna Mort

and you observe at lengthor should I say forever

your smell won't let me sleep,this is how dead men haunt their murderer's dreams.

the memory of youis like a needle in haythat cannot be foundbut every time tumbling with another manin that haylofti'm scared that it will sting me

but when you look into those eyesyou are looking down the barrel of a gun—

like god's stray eyelashesthe stars are falling—more light! more!god has no time to make a wishall he can do is cry out faster! faster!

the life we live—you'll never see anything like it, even inthe movies

and everything belongs to me but hope