I don't think anything really last. coffee cools cigarettes ends music stops and life simply goes, on. the only thing that really last is his touch. © 2O13 explain All Rights Reserved. ((SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING, I'VE BEEN STUCK ON WRITERS BLOCK FOREVER AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO))

❝oh, to go to london and fall in love with an english boy.❞ [the name amelia + red hair] x certain cities + [english names / romance] = 31 days of amelia written in participation of the [im]perfection dare, by beyoutiful1D may twenty sixth; short story number seven (that's on the bottom of the first page); romance number seventy three (asdf). may twenty eighth; appeared on the what's hot page. (© promethean 2013; cover by promethean)