Tamira

“There is something about her he'd like to break”
― Agustina Bazterrica, Tender Is the Flesh

“I wanted him in the bluntest way. I wanted his lips, his hands, his arms. I wanted him the way the ocean wants the shore, constantly reaching and running back. I wanted him the way rain wants to fall, the way the sun wants to shine, the way words want to be read. I wanted him to infinity, to the millionth degree. No amount of rain could douse the fire I had in me for him.”
― Winter Renshaw, Pricked