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my name is priya.
♀ feminist, serious, romantic, and tightly-wound.
i think too much and a lot of things don't make sense to me. graceless by the national is my theme song.
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(nanowrimo) did you see the light in my heart? the sweat on my brow? the fear in my heart? did you see me bleeding out?
(nanowrimo) if my woman was a fire she'd burn out before i wake and be replaced by pints of whiskey, cigarettes, and outer space.
down by the river i was drawn by your grace into tempest of oblivion and to the lovers' place.
when we get home, we're bigger strangers than we've ever been before. you sit in front of snowy television, suitcase on the floor.
i know you're coming in the night like a thief but i've had some time alone to hone my lying technique.
i can't fit in this skin; it's worn and useless, thin. my body's a zombie for you.
a devil's hand across my heart as we dance through the dark. love me like i'm not made of stone.
standing in the eye of the storm, my eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips and the center of eclipse. in total darkness i reach out and touch.
come on down, sit on a bench with me. we can talk about friends, how we used to be. we laugh at the things we used to think were cool, and say all the things we used to say in school.
oh-uh oh-uh oh-uh oh.
after finishing your birthday drugs, look at a yearbook unprepared and betray yourself to sleep it off. i'm falling in love again.
everything is tragic, it all just falls apart, but when i look into your eyes it pieces up my heart.
i'm in love with your honour; i'm in love with your cheeks.
but you made your way back home, you sold your soul like a roamin' vagabond.
dna | i stopped looking for the light. decided to become it instead.
the female doesn’t want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet, she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and says: “here is your home country.”
hope you don't think i don't care because i do, i just don't know if i should feel this bad about you.
dna | did i forget to tell you how pretty you looked in that dress? in the first time that i saw you, you cleaned the mess from my head.
tmv | you would never call me baby if you knew me truly. oh, but i waited so long for your love. i will fight, baby, not to do wrong.
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