greekdaddysurges
Tell her she’s yours while you’re sliding your fingers into her.
I get bored of superficial conversations very quickly.
And I would wander across all the deserts of this world, even after death, to search for you—
Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972; Extracting the Stone of Madness; from ‘The Dream of Death, or The Site of the Poetical Bodies’, tr. Yvette Siegert
When you love someone you protect them from the pain, you don’t become the cause of it.
Unknown
i don’t care that you’re weird. in fact, i encourage it. hell, I’ll be weird with you, the fuck..