December 2010
24 posts
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If love and beauty were easy to find, they would not exist. Chaos and sadness...
– I Wrote This For You (via quotewhore)
High Cut
Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” he asked when he finally read it....
– Prisoner of Tehran by Marina Nemat
your breath
hurried like cars on their way to late work
catching on that green sweater of
yours i adored it
condensed breath a fleeting
moment where
time seems to stop indefinitely
a sweet smell, a sweet smell honey’d and sugar’d
lingering on
while another breath comes to replace it
rapid, quick,
like the cars hurrying along to work,
...