Meaning of When somebody you love dies, a phase of lifes innocence dies with that person, and a part of you dies as well. Quote by Janvier Chouteu-Chando.
I have found there to be little distance between the unlatching of a chain and the spreading of a womans legs. As if they can never unbar only a single entrance. Its a disease called hope. Women suffer from it greatly.
I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room”
No matter how much someone else loves you or you love other people, if you don’t love yourself then it can never be enough.