~ about a boy… ~

27 Nov

“You fall for this boy, and he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. He fills your head like a deadly poison and you let it take over you -what other choice do you have? Without this boy, you’d surly die. Ironic isn’t it? How is it possible that you can love someone so much, that you would endure any amount of pain just to be with them?” (via here)


“I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.” (via here)

“Do you know what it’s like to be a lover? A half of a whole?” (via here)

“The pearls weren’t really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn’t come apart.” (via here)


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