Seaweed

"could i come with you?" he questions. she smiles ruefully, knowing she could not avoid this question. "you wouldn't want to come where i went."

bonfires.

| in which a boy finds someone too late. |

creep

| in which a boy c r e e p s. |

roads.

her life was like a road. winding, uneven, and full of holes.

leather jackets.

| you were standing all alone in that leather jacket of yours that smells like cigarettes and moth balls. you still wear it, even though it's tattered and old. i think it looks lovely on you. |