I never doubted that you were capable of love.
I only doubted that you were capable of loving me.
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 3:56 PM UTC
We write to fulfill that empty desire in our hearts.
We write because our minds are tormented and our hearts are bleeding.
We write to make other see things for what they are.
We write to impress others or ourselves.
I write because it's my life.
I write because if I don't my soul will die.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC