I confess, I hunger still to be filled and enflamed. To melt into the dream of us, beyond this troubled place to where we are not even ourselves. Jeannine Dominy (Source: cristania)
I confess, I hunger still to be filled and enflamed. To melt into the dream of us, beyond this troubled place to where we are not even ourselves. Jeannine Dominy (Source: cristania)
who the hell knows -
you figure it out, let me in on the secret?
Unless stated otherwise...it's not mine.
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