My hands smell like coffee.
My middle finger, smell like paper and nicotine.
My heart...
I'd forget myself in you.
Another dream commites suicide this night, cause I won't sleep, baby.
Not rest.
Eyes wide open.
Silence.
Solitude's my cocaine.
And as i stare at the wondering eyes of nothing...
I love you.
I am a bohemian... Not remedy for vampire's instincts, sorry.
Not remedy for tenderness.
No story to tell, but I'll write you one if you want to.
My tattoed soul asks for more of this cherry - flavored love. I don't know how to not make my muse of you. You're the most beautiful song.
You turned darkness into a fairytale.
And I don't understand a shit at all.
I need more books. I'll supplant you with every leaf that the imminent autumn kills.
Love's.... What's love?
You taked from me my heart and I'll take from you your nothing.
Gonna light up a cigarette, drink some tea, try to sleep, and tomorow wake up just to see your face.
Wow, It's 6 o' clock.
