dysthymia
uppercase intended.
love is death (DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was 13 or 14 and I understand there are many mistakes!!!! I won't be editing this story so it will stay as it was. If you read this story now by any chance please((!!!!))keep in mind I was a very young writer. Also, during this time a lot of people on wattpad were writing...
We look up at the same sky and we see the same thing and suddenly, it's not so lonely anymore.
she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.