Buttercups

>she< was sunshine, >he< was midnight rain.

Jasmine Kallon is like sunshine. Her smile lights up a room, sending rays of warmth to you. Her voice is light and angelic, she's nothing like me. She's this delicate girl who gets excited meeting new people, who might tell a stranger her whole life story. She's the type of girl who makes you feel safe and never judged. I'm a dickhead, the type of guy who gets in fights and smokes inside because he couldn't give a damn about the consequences. I might not always seem like a dickhead because of the work I do, but it doesn't change the facts: I'm an asshole, I don't deserve her, and she deserves so much better than what I did to her.