and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but keep looking
crawling in and out of beds.
flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh.
I’m an acquired taste…not for everybody, but for the ones that get me…I will give you all of me, all the time.
i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.