torchesforghosts:
Wildercholy
torchesforghosts:
O, for a muse of fire
torchesforghosts:
.The last thing I wanted was infinite security.
torchesforghosts:
Chase what runs
torchesforghosts:
"For whom deep, full love is the only possible form,"
torchesforghosts:
.A startlingly white face retreating into the darkness of the garden.
torchesforghosts:
Pipe Dream
torchesforghosts:
.There is an end to my giving.
torchesforghosts:
.I felt all life embracing me.
torchesforghosts:
.Oh, what a blessed curse to see.
torchesforghosts:
.The personal life deeply lived.
torchesforghosts:
She often caught herself remembering
torchesforghosts:
The highest point
torchesforghosts:
795 days ago, our bodies met
torchesforghosts:
The difference between out and in is only matter
torchesforghosts:
.You're strange and you're beautiful.
torchesforghosts:
.I want to taste and glory in each day.
torchesforghosts:
.My idea of what life should be.
torchesforghosts:
A stare unlocks
torchesforghosts:
"And I had nowhere to run,"
torchesforghosts:
"We have both lost ourselves,"
torchesforghosts:
"The impetus to grow,"
