That when you met, something, everything inside of your soul kind of just fell together—and apart.
And fuck, who could explain why, but how do you come back from any of that? Who would want to?
That when you met, something, everything inside of your soul kind of just fell together—and apart.
And fuck, who could explain why, but how do you come back from any of that? Who would want to?
it’s me ur lil venice bitch
it’s me ur lil venice bitch
Serious question.
Serious question.