Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the the universe.
there’ll be sun sun sun all over our bodies
and sun sun sun all down our necks…
it’s beginning to get to me that I know more of the stars and sea than I do of what’s in your head…
We need to feel breathless with love and not collapsed under its weight.
I’m gasping for the air to fill my lungs with everything I’ve lost.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map