dear kiara The women in the shop told me that yellow rose represents friendship and red rose shows love. And the rosery is the only thing i own that i care for its yours im yours C

My little doga heartbeat at my feet.

I love you more than I hate everything else.

My brain tells me it will be better to just let him go.My heart... not so much.

There hadnt been one specific moment. It was like gradualy waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. Its a slow process but when youre awake theres no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love.

When a woman loves you shes not satisfied until she possesses your soul. Because shes weak she has a rage for domination and nothing less will satisfy her.

Its not that we have to quit this life one day its how many things we have to quit all at once holding hands hotel rooms music the physics of falling leaves vanilla and jasmine poppies smiling anthills the color of the sky coffee and cashmere literature sparks and subway trains... If only one could leave this life slowly

I feel myself dissolving vanishing into nothingness for if there is no one in the world who cares for you do you really exist at all

...maybe its only fitting that relationship that started with a lie would end with one.

Love gives you wings. Icarus and the Challenger both had wings and so did my first love letter after I folded it up and flung it at my crush.