published on: 2019-01-15 12:31:07
crimsonkismet: “I thought I breathed the perfume in your blood.”
violentwavesofemotion: “Obsessed, exhausted, driven out of
art-is-art-is-art: “Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal the
gamblingwitch: me, having to pretend in front of other people
finita–la–commedia: – Emil M. Cioran, from “Encounters
the sorrow of things