Monday, May 10, 2010

Paperglass.

...These are the inside out ways he must love me now...these are the hoops I make him jump through...these are the injuries I carve into his character each and everyday, yet he comes back asking for more. This is what love looks like from my perch on the razor's edge...

-the dirty girls social club
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