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Taste
your tongue tastes of ash. your skin tastes of salt. your wounds, of copper. your sweat, of malt. and your lips? your lips taste like me. *found on a bathroom wall at club dredd eastwood*
The human heart was—and remains—a mystery to me. But I’m learning. I have to. —Anthony Bourdain
your tongue tastes of ash. your skin tastes of salt. your wounds, of copper. your sweat, of malt. and your lips? your lips taste like me. *found on a bathroom wall at club dredd eastwood*