the citrus and the roses climb into my nose and all i can see is your smile in the shower,
the water trickling down your face, building on your lashes like icicles,
the smell of my own perfume reminds me of you and that’s how i know that you are my home.
"Your veins create a map
of all the places that my love
longs to call home."
— Things I Never Got To Tell You, Part 13 (via larmoyante)
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"There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth."
— Friedrich Nietzsche (via msbecket)
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"If you ever figure me out, please teach me who I am."
— William Chapman (via unmaiden)
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