once you fall apart you’ll love each other so much you hate the thought of their touch but it’s so warm and nice until you catch fire don’t do love spells it’s not really what you desire you can’t run away no matter how much you try to the point where you’ll give up
“go ahead. **** up my life”
hey man maybe one day but we gotta move and grow and heal cause we’re so cut up and ****** maybe one day but not anytime soon get better, until then i’ll be talking to the moon