“ That wasn’t blood. It was love. It pours out of you when you lose faith. ”
Don't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise
~ Debra Anastasia
Blake took her face in his hands. “You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go.
You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.
There is something about me, doll face. It’s between my legs, and I do believe a few minutes ago you were praying to it.
