a naughty word whispered in the dark. An embrace so tight that it takes the air out of you.

A collection of my favorite things jumbled into a thousand fantastic memories.

An old song that reminds you of the person you were before all the pain set in. Dedicated to laughter and magical moments.

Quicksand pulling me in a way that keeps me grounded. Filling my lungs with hope before squeezing my throat.

My god, i crave every beginning and ending; every second of you..