“As soon as I was out in the street, I realized I didn’t want to be alone after all, I realized I didn’t want to be a ny t hi n g at all.”
Sunday, June 24, 2012
"You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging ‘Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I become.' "
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