“Love is the thing that corrodes the mind and pushes it to do the unimaginable. Love is the thorn that barbs into your flesh and makes you bleed a slow, torturous death. Love is the prison that confines you to… — Dahlia L. Summers Copy Share Image
“We look to ourselves to find the reflection of others. That is the origin of all wars.” — Dahlia L. Summers Copy Share Image
“Love is the thing that corrodes the mind and pushes it to do the unimaginable. Love is the thorn that barbs into your flesh… — Dahlia L. Summers Copy Share Image
