Make no mistake about it: It's not paranoia. Love is trying to kill you. Die willingly now, Or painfully later. It makes no difference. But why not just end the chase, And feel the sweet caress of God's arrow Before it pierces your heart?
Journalism of the soul by Waldo Noesta
Make no mistake about it: It's not paranoia. Love is trying to kill you. Die willingly now, Or painfully later. It makes no difference. But why not just end the chase, And feel the sweet caress of God's arrow Before it pierces your heart?