Bright lights around this single point, where his crashed motorcycle is. The police with their so hated uniforms and their threatening cars around Pollo, lying there on the floor, without the strength to laugh, joke, to fool around, to say stupid things. People looking, police and doctors talking. But none can see or measure all that is gone. Step folds above the silent, caressing the face of his friend. This gesture of love that they never did in so many years of friendship. Then, between tears he whispers: ‘I will miss you, I know I’ll need you’. And only God knows how sincere he was.
(via itseverdeen)
(via sibunas)

Every day, every hour, this very minute, perhaps, dark forces attempt to penetrate this castle’s walls. But in the end, their greatest weapon… is you.
(Source: evanesco-whispers, via bex-chan)

“I’m a person that takes time with everything I do. And if I make a decision, it’s because I am incredibly confident in it. I’m not a rash person. I really like to live by delayed gratification.”
(via slayground)