We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art because we desperately don't want to be alone. We want to know that we aren't going crazy and someone else out there knows exactly how you're feeling. We want someone to explain the things we can't.
- your bed *wink wonk*
- انضمMarch 7, 2016
قم بالتسجيل كي تنضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص
أو