Liar, Liar

all we were are teenagers; blind, and in love.

12 am { ON HOLD }

He's the kind of sad who drinks, parties and smokes it all away. She's the kind of sad who reads, hides and uses sarcasm as protection. And when they meet out of chance, on a train ride home from the city, it's only just the beginning of the relationship no one ever thought could work - or rekindle. But hey, destiny...

Bedmate

» all he wanted was sex, but instead he got a friend « cover by my honey @Flowerboys ❤