In which she's inspired by everything she sees, everyone she meets.
[*none of this is mine unless otherwise stated]
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Anais Nin (via kari-shma)
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