I'm your's. If you'll have me, I'm your's" -Dark (Harry Styles fanfic)
I gravitate toward edgy, intense, dark films that just grab you by the throat.
What are you going to do with all that dark? Find a way to glow in it.
There is no greater mystery to me than that of light traveling through darkness.
My bacteria glow in the dark - no human being doesn't like that.
We all have dark sides to ourselves, and I want to portray that in a realistic way.
There is light in a world of darkness because there is hope in a world of hatred.
It is easy to have sex in dark but difficult to plug in your charger.
Even pearls are dark before the whiteness of his teeth.
That which is dark to one's eye, is relative to the level of purity within.
Civilization is like a thin layer of ice upon a deep ocean of chaos and darkness.
I look at you Across those fires and the dark.
It is so much easier to tell intimate things in the dark.
All things lie dark in possibility.
The period before the dawn of knowledge is called the age of darkness.
I will steal your dreams tonight. Dark
I've played a lot of characters who are creeps or weirdos, with a deep darkness underneath the surface.
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