Occupation: Writer Birth: December 3, 1962
Flowers are reincarnation. They come out of the earth of our ashes. Nothing else looks so soul-like..
My mother says that pain is hidden in everyone you see. She says try to imagine it like big bunches of flowers that everyone is carrying around with ….
Every girl is a goddess..
Our eyelashes brushed like they would weave together by themselves, turning us into one wild thing. I say, “I think I missed you before I met you eve….