Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
J’ai souffert souvent, je me suis trompé quelquefois, mais j’ai aimé. C’est moi qui ai vécu, et non pas un être factice créé par mon orgueil et mon ennui.
Some talk to you in their free time, and some free their time to talk to you.
The devil kissed my neck and it felt like heaven
If traveling was free you would never see me again.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a relationship, a lifestyle, or a job. If it doesn’t make you happy let it go.
Don’t waste sunsets on people who will be gone by sunrise.
I promise you one day, flowers will grow from these scars with their roots twisting deep. I’ll show you that even in the most broken of places, life finds a way.
Let’s fuck in an art gallery, I mean you deserve to be pinned up against a wall. You are a masterpiece.“