(Source: slumscape, via estelio-ammen)
Funny how the one you hate the most
is the face within the mirror
And the one you’d take a bullet for
is the finger on the trigger.
Well heaven couldn’t bribe me
and hell could never threaten
And I found that love and hate are
just the same hopeless obsession.
When all you ever wanted to
become was pure perfection
You only ever manage to
become your own infection
*brooklyn allman
