I feel alone.I don’t mean i feel lonely; I mean i feel alone, the same way i feel the blanket resting on my body, or the feathers of my pillow under my head, or the...
—Beth Revis
And I look at Harley, and the billions of stars are in his eyes, and he’s drinking them up, pouring them into his soul.
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