❝ the s t a r s fill the sky, and their light shines down. but all i see is y o u. ❞ letters, from someone hopelessly in love to someone blissfully unaware of the world reached #97 short story and #455 romance

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))