Drowning Princess of Sweet Roses, Warm Love and No One's Heart.
And Rococo, Transylvania and Jack D's.

I will love like it’s the end of the world and the house is on fire. And if it’s not, I’ll bring the matches. I’ll love even when I don’t, or when I lose, or when love’s fleeting like sunsets or thick like bone or long or heavy or boring, like the book of life I’m never done reading and writing.
Andréa Balt (via momentswithlove)
Posted on July/1/2012 with 20 notes



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