inspiredbywords

I realize what it is. It’s him. No, I mean it’s her. I don’t care. I fell in love with her soul. I fell in love to the point that every flaw is clear, but it doesn’t even matter. It’s him, no, I mean it’s her, who makes me feel like I’m the water rushing into the river, like I’m the wildest fire burning in hell. She makes me feel like I’m the craziest person alive.
—  Aizabeatriz