But reality had other ideas.
—T. Torrest
All the season pale in comparison to the excitement and freedom of summer.It’s the one time of the year when I can cut loose and feel like a kid again.Before the responsibilities,before the soul crushing...
I’m not me without you.
What do you want to be then ?”He crooks a finger under my chin,aiming those mysterious slate blue eyes into mine.”Unforgettable.
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