The memories of a dream can't be remembered. The only thing you remember... Is the feeling. "Will you remember me when you wake up?" -Joji

"Is that why she always loved the rain?" 「 Rain- the symbolism humans depict as sadness, darkness, the feeling of discontent and depression 」 "it's my fault wasn't it"

I make up the story as I go...

(Y/N) had spent her life in and out of trouble with law enforcements. Starting out as a simple arsonist, lighting fires and graffiti had led her into a life of pure crime. She eventually stumbles into gang life and from there her story grows.

she was constantly evolving. everytime you thought you understood her, she added a new color or texture to the art piece she already was. {Please don't run away}

Moving to Brooklyn, New York hasn't been an easy adjustment for you. With college, a shitty job, and your loud neighbor keeping you awake every night, you're surprised you're still alive. When a new mysterious guy comes into your life, your problems seem a little more bearable each day. (IF Y'ALL LIKE CHEESE, YOU CAN FIND IT HERE DUDES) (ALSO I SUCK AT DESCRIPTIONS)