June 2012
These frantic fingers
are making your heartbeat race
and your breath quicken.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
He looked so lost, so soulful, so lonely. I wanted him to kiss me now. I wanted...
– Ellen Schreiber, Vampire Kisses (via floralnymph)
No one tires of dreaming, because dreaming is forgetting, and forgetting doesn’t...
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via seabois)