Velvetoscar Quotes That Will Inspire You to Live Your Best Life

1. The Universe is made of hands;Hands that twist fabric and sizzle in the air.Hands that grasp curls and flick words awaySmall, smooth fingers pouring gold over gaping woundsBefore slicing into soft tissue,Blood mixing with gold.Hands that make it beautiful.The Universe is made of bones;Bones that cut against yards of skin,Warm and yielding and moulded around the wings that splay across his back.Bones that cage the heart and dig into the hollows.Bones that break,Tear the warm, yielding skin.Bones that shred and brush his chin.The Universe is made of lips;Lips that breathe and stutter warm sighs,Caressing the cracks in his broken body, the body that he broke.Lips that carve paths into stone,That leave trails upon gooseflesh,Lips that make incisions,Too delicate to mend.The Universe is made of blood;Blood that runs warm and hot and steady and crimson,Pumping beneath the stone and the gold.Blood that burns with every jerk of limbs.Blood that spills on open palms,Staining the fabric,Filling up his throat.The Universe is made of eyes;Eyes that breach and eyes that splice and eyes that never leave.Eyes that ripple oceans.Eyes that whisper in the dark.Eyes that rip open the seams.Eyes that create wounds, create chaos, create broken shards of blue.Eyes that alight andwon’tletgo.The Universe was built.The Universe fell.You took it apart,Dragged the chaos from my soul with your hands,Your bones,Your lips,Your blood,Your eyes.And now you’re back.And so is the Universe.And so, I suppose, am I.The Universe is made of five things.The Universe is made of you. Core 'ngrato

2. but he can’t seem to look away as he stands among chrysanthemums and daisies on a cobblestone path, the tragic musk of roses settled in the air, staring up at dimly lit windows, searching for a boy who barely exists. Young & Beautiful

3. Harry’s somewhere beyond the realm of existence, in the dark corners that get forgotten or shunned, and he’s far away from everybody, so far away, but Louis imagines himself reaching out, imagines stretching his hand into the bleak darkness, and imagines his fingers brushing against the bits of Harry that are still there. And that’s all he needs. Young & Beautiful

4. It's like watching a bird that's been caged its whole existence and is suddenly released, overwhelmed with freedom and life, filling its lungs with what it never dared breathe and filling its eyes with what it never dared see. Young & Beautiful