Tahiti does not exist. I know, I've been there.
Itβs beautiful when you find someone that is in love with your mind. Someone that wants to undress your conscience and make love to your thoughts. Someone that wants to watch you slowly take down all the walls youβve built up around your mind and let them inside.
Know this: I am addicted to you. I have tasted your mind, and I cannot forget its flavour.
Sweet as sugar cold as ice hurt me once I'll break you twice.
