Time turns flames to embers
You’ll have new Septembers
Every one of us has messed up too


likepeicesintoplace:

And all you are is MEAN.


makemestfu:

EVERYTHING RELATE

makemestfu:

EVERYTHING RELATE





"

I will write in words of fire.

I will write them on your skin.

I will write about desire.

Write beginnings, write of sin.

You’re the book I love the best,

your skin only holds my truth,

you will be a palimpsest

lines of age rewriting youth.

You will not burn upon the pyre.

Or be buried on the shelf.

You’re my letter to desire:

And you’ll never read yourself

I will trace each word and comma

As the final dusk descends,

You’re my tale of dreams and drama,

Let us find out how it ends.

"
— Neil Gaiman (via fusels)