Women like me do not fall gracefully,
we stumble over our spines, trip over
our vowels, and collapse into your arms.
[…]
Women like me will love you from a distance
of a thousand syllables while laying in your bed,
we will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible,
and when we leave you will finally understand
why storms are named after people.-Kayla Renee

For women who will love to death. And who will suffer with the thought of killing him.

valkyrielove, spanish singer