Unperfectine Stories

Here are my thoughts, Every night in September. And that thoughts It is all about me and you! -🍁

We fall, every season. We love, who they are. We lose, because the hope lost. -Ristin 🍁

The face of love is not often happy, Is not always in love There is fear, nervousness, sadness and doubt. If you feel all this, and saw it with your own two eyes. You really loved the wrong person. -🍁