“It is an art of the most exquisite kind to touch someone’s soul before touching their skin.”
— a.y.
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“We are writers, my love. We don’t cry, We bleed on paper.”
— a.y. (via inksomniac)
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“I belong to no one but the night.”
— a.y.
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for all who can never seem to find the words…
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You can say sorry but you can’t change the story
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