❝He is a storm, and storms devastate, but every time he hurts you, you hold your breath and bear the hurricane, repeating to yourself: One more chance. One more breath. Just one more, and you'll fix him. Until one day you can't hold your breath anymore, and you are half a stormy evening, one tear stained night, two minutes and five seconds away from breaking down. And you realize, you cannot fix anyone, not until you fix yourself.❞ - Nikita Gill ❪ t.hundred; bellamy blake ❫ ❪ © bloodheda ❫ ❪ cover made by @-barnes- ❫All Rights Reserved