November 3, 2014
We're about to board the plane. Michael thinks its a bit weird. You know, writing what's happening down but I think it's a nice way to preserve memories. Oh! We have to board now. I'll be back! I'm back :) we have been on the plane for about an hour and a half. Mikey is sleeping, resting his head on me. He looks angelic. His full rosy lips, defined cheeks and jaw but he still had a little bit of baby fat in his cheeks. He's perfect to me. He is too hard on himself. He is amazing, anyone who took to the time to get to know him would know. God, I'm so sleepy. I'm going to catchup on some sleep. Bye!
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FanfictionHe was poison. Slowly killing her piece by piece. She didn't want to let go, she couldn't let go. //yeah this was a little thing I am currently writing from my creative writing class idk its probably going to be horrible because I can't write for s...
