I used to live in the mountains, but now I live in the crowded and loud city. I know this life isn't for me. It's smoggy and much too big. I miss my old life surrounded by trees, the smell of rain, and pine, the sound of birds and the feeling of the early autumn wind through your hair. I despise the city. Everyone is rush, rush, more, more. More food, more room, more money, more everything. I wonder if wanting more gets tiring. Luckily for me, I'm visiting my home. My family and I are going camping. I can't wait to be in my element. I throw my essentials in a bag and help my family load the car up. The ride begins and so does the excitement. I can't help but watch as the houses and corporate buildings lesson and turn into trees and winding road. It's enough to make you sick. When we get there I unpack and set up my tent. After, I go gather herbs that will relieve the soon to be bug bites.
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Love through a bellflower
Horroreyeless jack x reader. This is a love story between a Hart cold killer a girl trying to find her place. WARNING SMUT!!