I'm filled with secrets. Where I'm from, the birds sing a pretty song and there's always music in the air. Sometimes my arms bend back.
"I have tried so hard to love, and I can, up to a certain point, and then no further."
|~ Anaïs Nin|
"You are, at once, both the quiet and the confusion of my heart."
| ~ Franz Kafka|
"You are flowers in my stomach.
| ~ Elke River|
"I love you - I do - but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you’re always going to leave me. We can’t deny it. You’re always going to leave."
| ~ David Levithan, Every Day|