Henrik Ibsen |
I get so caught up in the motions but it’s still hard to let go. |
Just bastards punish people fore telling the truth |
Whatever prevents you from seeing the beauty of others, denies you the beauty of your own. |
Never lie to her |
I burn inside when I see cold people. |
I am a student of poetry, I always will be. |
I sincerely don't know what I'm doing. |
After I write I feel displeased; this could be better. Yet months to a year later...'how lovely'. |
My tongue slices and heals depending on how I’m treated |