Word Porn – Fiona Diaries

Call me “Grief”

“There are things that are living that feel dead inside me.” [….click the title to read the full post]

“How can two different being dance in one perfect rhythm and become one single perfect being in existence!” [….click to read the full post]

“The wolf in me seeks for your animal. It craves for your wild.” [….click to read the full post]

“Nothing but sheets and us.” ♡ XOXO ♡

“Those perfectly sinful lips like the petals of a wildflower” ♡ XOXO ♡