XIV-II-- / eve

I'm not a nice person. But I can try. Talk and I'll answer.

Dreaming about my own lonely life with cigarettes and mastering the black swans part.
"Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them." written by Djuna Barnes, Nightwood

(via a-lovers-demise)

"We’re all strange inside. We learn how to disguise our differences as we grow up." written by E. Annie Proulx, The Shipping News

(Fonte: larmoyante, via jeunesse-ephemere)