[binshalhoub]

my heart is different now.

sometimes i wish i had died that night

[luthienne]

Hélène Cixous, Hyperdream (tr. Beverly Bie Brahic)

[wnq-writers]

“I will love you until the we run out of mornings. Then I will love you in the dark.”

— Renaud

[whitewingdoves]

love too big for she goddamn heart