if I could give you the stars, i’d light up the sky so you’d never be alone again. painting pictures of a love story stronger than the end of time. we’re not the modern Romeo and Juliet; maybe some would rather call it Juliet and Jane.

not your average bedtime story, not the accepted fairytale. and it doesn’t make sense to me, nor does it really matter. anything they say can’t change me, because what I feel makes me stronger than I ever have before.

Yes, I’m nervous.

Yes, I’m going out of my **** mind with questions

is it right? is it wrong?

but I’m willing to try. cause for me and you, i'd fight a million and two. 

Sincerely,
Out of the closet