I am a mess, breathing in the shape of a life. A pretty one.
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Stories by niki's wife
Every Summertime (lhs × sjy)
Every year we get older,
And I'm still by your side,
Baby I'd give up anything to travel inside
...
where there is hope, light prevail...
things heeseung writes about jake which make his mess feel like poetry ~•°