There is nothing like her love. Nothing like her eyes. Nothing like her all. All she is makes all I am all I can be.
(Source: muzzzza-udddin)
Done and done. Exactly this.
“There is no shame in being hungry for another person.” — Augusten Burroughs
How about starving? Desperate?
“Cranky Mood”
“Do not fall in love with people like me
we will take you to
museums and parks
and monuments
and kiss you in every beautiful
place so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting us
like blood in your mouth”
That’s how I love her. That’s how she loves me.
And it’s perfect.
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