Its not that they want me to live...its that they wont let me die... |
My love for you is constant...unlike the heart that falters between beats...unlike the sunshine that is hidden in the darkness between blinks...it doesn't stop...ever... |
Its alright letting yourself go... |
U may break your heart but men will still go on as before... |
Our love is unique...wonderfully weird...strangely stupendous...like...like...a gasoline rainbow... |
Fear only feeble old age and death in a bed... |
Its the difference between a true artist and everybody else... |
Our love is so unreal...yet so true...so dirty...yet pure...it takes me beyond the horizon and lets me believe in anything--even the possibility of fixed stars... |
The pain we cannot bear with kill us outright... |
Saying goodnight is not merely putting an end to the day, but its a way for people to say "im thinking of you before i sleep..." |