February//28//2019
I'm writing this at 2 a.m. because I had another nightmare and I can't sleep.
Sebastian got a room with one bed on accident and couldn't refund the room.
He was sleeping on the couch but I woke him up with my screaming.
His arm's curled around my torso and he's asleep with his head on my shoulder.
I'm okay with this.
Today we're going to swim in the ocean (even though it's cold.)
I don't know how to tell him that I like him.
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General Fiction"His eyes look golden in the sunlight." Xanthiel writes in a journal that's pushed onto him by his therapist. Introduce a complete asshole that he just can't seem to stop running into. Add a spontaneous roadtrip to the mix and you get one hell of...
