“You are flowers in my stomach. Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs. I only want to be the sun for you.”
— Elke River (via wordsnquotes)
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“You are flowers in my stomach. Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs. I only want to be the sun for you.”
— Elke River (via wordsnquotes)
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