unicorn–army: “~ Unicorns are realer than you bitch ~ ”
He wears the smell of blood and death like a perfume. There is fire in his eyes and ice in his veins but you love him anyway. For he is a star burning with the light of a thousand suns (and your world is dark without him).
"Wait a second, what am I stressing about?" - Alicia Silverstone in Amy Heckerling's "Clueless",