🌸Suburbian Disco🌸

“Je n’ai jamais vu très clair en moi pour finir. Mais j’ai toujours suivi, d’instinct, une étoile invisible.”

“Bury my heart separately. It is fragile.”

A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about them.

I’m sorry. If there’s a word for the slight glow of a lightbulb after you’ve turned it off, I don’t want to know it.

I think I’ll prefer you a stranger someday.

Some things I have loved will never love me back.

I’m sorry. If there’s a word for the slight glow of a lightbulb after you’ve turned it off, I don’t want to know it.

I’m sorry. If there’s a word for the slight glow of a lightbulb after you’ve turned it off, I don’t want to know it.

I know that when I leave she is not going with me, and I can’t start loving her more now.

I am forever disappointing you. I am always making your body into a door. Tell me a story of two bodies not threaded with violence.