“Desire is desire, wherever you go. The sun will not bleach it; nor the tide wash it away.”
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
“you say that you want me forever and i, i say love is no crime.
so tell me the names of the children we’ll have at the end of the line.”
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map