You Deceived Me, Because You Knew I Was Strong.
You deceived me, because you knew I was strong.
You injured me, because you knew I would survive.
If I was less strong, tell me, would you’ve been much nicer to me?
- k.m
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21-year-old Yves Saint Laurent at his mentor, Christian Dior’s funeral. 1957
This is how winter feels like to me.
And Charles Bukowski poems.
Slowdive, cold wind, the day ends too quickly. Usual cigarette tastes different and I can’t comprehend any thought or feelings, it’s just constant void and unknown ache. I really do hate winter, yet I enjoy it’s silence. The numbness.