The Longing for a Wrong Kind of Love…

I am a lover of words and tragically beautiful things, poor timing and longing, and all things with soul, and I wonder if that means I am entirely broken, or if those are the things that have been keeping me whole. © Nicole Lyons 2017

via If My Soul Took A Lover, Fucked Would We Be — The Lithium Chronicles

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About taurusingemini

All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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