Don’t be like wildfire
destroying everything in its path.
Be the warmth of the sun, a human’s desire.
Don’t be like wildfire.
Be an idol earth can admire.
Be gaiety of heart in your wrath.
Don’t be like wildfire,
destroying everything in its path
—  s.r.graham

The TS19 samples are gone. The tragedy of their loss cannot be overstated. They were our freshest samples by far. None of the other samples we gathered even came close. Those are necrotic, useless dead flesh. I don’t even know why I’m talking to you. I bet there isn’t a single son of a bitch out there still listening, is there? Is there? Fine. Saves me the embarrassment. I think tomorrow I’m gonna blow my brains out. I haven’t decided. But tonight, I’m getting drunk.

       the walking dead | season one; episode five ~ wildfire

She didn’t just fall in love. She walked into it. She chose to step closer to your darkness, to your broken soul. Your wildfire licked her, smothered her, but her own flame danced with your flickering tongue of fire. You are her kindle and she is your warmth. And you caught her. You welcomed her. You let her love ignite you into an eternal light.
—  hanzelwrites