winterstorm
she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.
she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.
The story of two teens in a suicide recovery club. By @woowoowriting (who writes for Theo) and @_animus (who writes for Noelle).
in which marcus and audrey exchange sweaters. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.
"You're just a girl, not even a pretty one. You were just something to fill my spare time, nothing more. And these? Well they're just notes."
"Never?" Another tear fell from the girl's face, but she let the salty drop cascade down her cheek. "Never."