My dad told me that when I fell in love it would feel like fireworks. A colourful chaos that overwhelmed and excited.But when I fell in love it was li..
My secrets lie beneath the blue-black ink on the pages of a stolen notebook. They are recorded with infinite care, and scribbled out with equal precis..
Thoughts float in that infiniteSmall space between bodies and oblivion, and are nearImpossible to grasp.They weave themselves into his fingertips and ..