Black Tumblr Themes
As you cradle me in your arms saying you love me
Tickling me til i cant breathe but now i can't see
The Love dies as the Hate thrives
Consumin the fumes of a young girl as she blooms
-DezireAlexis 01-30-13
"And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in."
-Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics, 2003)

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