mydarlingwhispers reblogged
hipster-and-thoughts
I have hit a dead end in this road, so deep of all the aches and listless entanglements, murder me with tasteless syllables I say never again… show me a fire to my fruitless imagery that still lingers upon this tongue, I write for me… but I can stay looking at these lights forever in the warmth of your smile as I whisper into you… D
Source: words-in-the-paradise