la vie n’est pas une répétition générale
You, those who know you deserve my love, be careful / not to kill me.
if you do not love me I shall not be loved if I do not love you I shall not love
aceasta sunt eu. alina durbacă. o greşeală tolerabilă.
''and that this moment he had been granted to watch as a child, which had never ceased to obsess him, was the moment of his own death.''
you are admitting you are not only a grotesque, but a special kind of grotesque
Beauty will be convulsive or not at all.
September 29, 2015 by ocdlit
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