dear nora,
love is cruel.
it shows you the world, then snaps you back to reality and rips your fucking heart out. it stomps and spits on your emotions and once you've fallen for someone there's no way you can get back up on your own.
love is like you.
love
atlas
YOU ARE READING
winterstorm
Teen Fictionshe was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.
