eros the bittersweet

lightheadedness
posted by imani , Wednesday, October 15, 2008 at 2:15 PM, in Labels:


i am the victim and corruptor of my silence

of my ever gnawing need to be loved

without understanding and without remorse

i have become the very being

of a haunting and disenchanting

nightmare

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.