When we're 19.

"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."

Fostering Luke

I couldn't help but wonder how the stars remind me of Luke. and how Luke is everything to me that the stars are to him. Luke is my only escape, therefore Luke is my own pair of stars. and those stars will never burn or die. ~:~ Dear Diary, My name is Casandra, but i prefer Cassie. I'm an orphan and my only escape is m...