four days after
❝it was always you and me; always us against the world. but i only realised that four days after.❞ a story about learning to forgive.
❝it was always you and me; always us against the world. but i only realised that four days after.❞ a story about learning to forgive.
In which a boy and a girl live on opposite ends of the city, yet still manage to find their way to each other. Their story is told through an exchange of rambling texts.
i have feelings i can't explain. all i know, is that they're because of you.
a series of letters/rants i've decided to write for whoever's willing to read
"I like drinking coffee or tea, and reading alone; I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone; It gives me time to think, and set my mind free; I like eating alone, and listening to music alone; But when I see a mother with her child; A girl with he...
Genevieve can't tell if her soulmate is a transcendentalist author who died one hundred and fifty years ago, or the person who is leaving his books for her to find.
Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021