The image of
A list you desire: the madness /fraughtUn-changed likeidée fixe with the ancient spellingsan archetypal paper
I see him. Shiny bright curls brushing his collar. Soulful dark eyes hiding secrets. He is my world, my everything. The bell over the…
I was obsessed with you.The way your hair curled and lips smirked.The way your lips came in contact with mine and hours passed like…
When she speaks,he let’s time unwindlet’s it ruffle his hair,like a rogue windunconcerned with it’s…
you can’t get obsessed. You’re notlistening to me. Look at me.
You can’t look at me. You’re notListening. Look at me. I’m talking