"A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover."
— Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via larmoyante)
"I want love. I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak. And then suck my ex-girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations. I want you to come to me like an afternoon, come to me slowly as if you were a broken sunset with a lazy sky on your shoulders. If you let me be your sunlight, I promise that I will penetrate your darkness."
— Rudy Francisco (via che-cha)
(Source: an--unearthly--child, via frankygoesto)
"Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it’s too late. Say what you’re feeling. Waiting is a mistake."
— (via stfumadison)
(Source: icanrelateto, via frankygoesto)