i kept telling myself, it will all be better in the morning. it will all be better in the morning. tomorrow, things will be okay.
i was wrong. it is now morning and i am still mourning.
i suppose i'll just have to hold out for june. these will be the longest two days of my life.
YOU ARE READING
the shepherd's sword
Sonstiges[the things we dare not say aloud] the walls have faces, you know. the angels do not.
