A Gypsies Lover
Let me write sins in your skin
with gentle lips and firm grips @melissafay insta
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““Aphrodite,” I pleaded to the moon drenched night sky “Tell me; if love is meant to heal, then why does it destroy those who choose it?” From somewhere beyond the clouds, I heard the Goddess laugh. And I knew.”— Nikita Gill, Night Songs To Aphrodite
“Love is a fog that burns with the daylight of reality”
-Charles Bukowski
Clarice Lispector, A Hora Da Estrela (via amargedom)
Ann Brashares, My Name Is Memory
(via wordsnquotes)
(Source: thelovejournals.com)
“I don’t do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.”— Allen Ginsberg, The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice
He says he misses the touch of my eyes the most…
Why can’t I shake the feeling that he’s not talking to me.
