a pretty girl, who naked isis worth a million statues

For whatever we lose (a you or a me)It’s always ourselves we find in the sea.

no time agoor else a lifewalking in the darki met christjesus)my heartflopped overand lay stillwhile he passed(asclose as i’m to youyes closermade of nothingexcept loneliness.

I like your body. I like what it does. I like it’s hows.