"...but they can't fly...- Max analysed theses words. -...it's necessary to learn how to use theses wings. Get rest Max, you had a tough day. Take care. Max said goodbye to Webber and laid down on his bed. His eyes closed slowly. He took Mark's words as a goal. Someday...I will fly." cover by: @ariellyons
[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well;...
❝There's only a thin line between love and hate, and sometimes it feels like we're dancing on that line.❞ *Discontinued
