She's not a saint and she's not what you think- she's an actress
She is yelling at a bridesmaid, somewhere back inside a room wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
This is surely not what you thought it would be
Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things
This love is glowing in the dark
But the monsters turned out to be just trees, and when the sun came up you were looking at me
YOU ARE READING
ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ʙɪᴛᴇꜱ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴄᴀʙᴇᴛʜ/ꜱᴏʟᴀɴɢᴇʟᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛ
Fanfictionᴀɴɴᴀʙᴇᴛʜ ɪꜱ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ. She's living the life. No, she doesn't work at the architecture firm of her dreams, or any architecture firm, and she hasn't been in a steady relationship since she was a teenager. But who says a bartender can't be successfu...
