Dark Paradise

I remember the day we met. But God knows I wish I don’t. 

Once again, I woke up without you.

It’s always ‘’Hi’’ Never ‘’You have bewitched me, body and soul! And I love...love...I love you’’

I’m not afraid of love. I’m gonna love again...sometimes, someone, maybe.

Of course I will hurt you. Of course you will hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. Of course, stars can’t shine without darkness. Of course you can’t become summer without fear of winter. Of course...

It’s killing me that I’ll never casually stumble across the love of my life in a bookstore or a library or a centuries old university building...

I always knew that he was not the love of my life. But he was a temptation, and a sin I would enjoy forever.

I'm so proud of my heart. The heart that was betrayed so many times - but is still able to find good in people.

When Oscar Wilde said ''My existence is a scandal'' I REALLY felt that.

I like simple things. Cats, books and being alone - or with someone who understands.

I feel like the greatest thing in the world is possibility to be loved by an artist.