t.

wow, ya más de un año sin actualizar y escribir... 
          lamento irme, mis historias me daban demasiado cringe, sin embargo decidí regresar, talvez esto sea momentáneo y no me dure ni una semana, jajaja, pero ajá, trataré de actualizar mis únicas dos historias:
               ●safe & sound — carl g.
               ●the girl with the bow — five h. 
          la segunda historia será modificada; el nombre, la personaje principal, su nombre, su historia, portada, todo será cambiado.
          espero les gusten esos cambios.
          eso es todo.
                                xoxo, t.

Hola gente extraña :))
          Me gustaría avisarles que mis historias serán CANCELADAS porque, siendo honesta, DA CRINGE, o bueno, a mi JAJAJAJA.
          Probablemente suba otro fic en un futuro (lejano), tengo tantas ideas pero lamentablemente le tengo miedo al éxito JAJA. 
          Eso es todo, espero entiendan. Las/os extrañaré por un largo tiempo. Se les aprecia mucho.

Ya huele a Navidad, gente.
          SOLO FALTAN DOS DÍAS AAAAAAAAAAAHH, que emoción. <333

Chama ,_, me voy a morir ayudAaA

Feliz navidad mi lindx ángel ❤️✨

Te amoooooooo mil gracias por tus votos en mi historia  

Holaaa, solo para decirte que nos ENCANTAN tus comentarios en nuestro fic, besos mi wachuchurrimina✌

I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater
          You said it looked better on me than it did you
          Only if you knew how much I liked you
          But I watch your eyes as she
          
          Walks by
          What a sight for sore eyes
          Brighter than the blue sky
          She's got you mesmerised while I die
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          Wish I were Heather
          
          Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand
          Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
          But how could I hate her, she's such an angel
          But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she
          
          Walks by
          What a sight for sore eyes
          Brighter than the blue sky
          She's got you mesmerised while I die
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          I wish I were Heather
          Oh, I wish I were Heather
          Oh, oh, wish I were Heather
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          Wish I were