Astraea

and now she wonders how many chapters she would be writing for the epilogue version. this time, without her by her side as she concoct another version. 

morosis. 

it rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone. 

i'd tell u the truth but never goodbye. 

wanna runaway for how many hours later.

so f drainedt. 

maybe she truly is incapable. 

why do i always spill. 

and with that, her eyes went emotionless. and she swore to herself that it was the last time everyone would see her lively eyes.