flower me

“I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more”

― Franz Kafka

Erik Madigan

 «Duas enfermidades há aí cujos sintomas não descobrem as pessoas inexpertas: uma é o amor, a outra é a ténia.»

Camilo Castelo Branco