l'amour maigre

caoimhe.
"the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'awww!'"

Posted 1 year ago

Last night one of my best friends and I sat on my fire escape with too much red wine, listening to the libertines and telling stories beginning with “remember when…”. Sometimes I’ll say no just to hear it over again.

Shingai laughs a lot. I like this about her.