the persistence of memory ♤ frerard

introduction

Everyone hates the moon. At least, I did. I hated the moon, I hated nighttime, I hated the stars, I hated the dark, I hated rain, I hated clouds.

Then I met him.

- this is gonna be nights, not chapters

little-jane this seems like a story you'd like idk

this story is my favorite thing out of the stuff i've ever written, hope it destroys your souls too ♡

-kota //