It's funny, though.
The way I'm never good or smart or pretty enough.
miércoles, 23 de noviembre de 2016
martes, 22 de noviembre de 2016
Us.
“It’s poetic, you know. Us. How there’s still something there after five years of us never being able to express any of it. How we never had each other and still found a way to lose each other. I feel that tug, like there’s something the universe isn’t telling us. Everything changed, but at the same time, we are still the same people we were at fifteen. Our souls still recognize each other.”
C.
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