CanoodleMewl

Watch me write a new fluff fanfic that will outdo my last 

It was like a moth drawn to a flame. Falling in love with someone...something so dangerous and toxic, that no matter what the outcome was, it’d just end in disaster. 

When the sky cries, only a few are able to enjoy the tears along with the displeasure of others. Some may see the positives even when the sun disappears for days on. Others may hide away as their own tears fall down. A rainy day. The type of weather everyone experiences differently.