Permalink | 7,686 notes "I will only let you touch me
if your hands are so full of intention
that every brush of your palms
feels like you writing a novel on my skin."
— Azra. T, Braile (via coffeestainedheart)
Permalink | 2,771 notes "I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can."
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via thatkindofwoman)