Love is perfect and flawless...it's the people that mess it up. |
The time between a smile and a kiss is a span of tempted bliss. |
Rapists, murderers and pedophiles lurk beneath the fabricated conception of a civilized reality. |
Withered hearts cry bittersweet blackened tears caused by their own naïve necessity and optimism for love and redemption to be within their grasp. |
A heart not beating doesn't have to feel. |
You tell me I'm priceless...why then when your lips press against mine do I feel so cheap? |
For a man to fear means a man has learned. |
I loved you -- and I've never felt so ashamed. |
Can't we make forever in this moment? |
It's a different kind of pain when you know letting someone go is actually better for them. |