we act like we are made of love, when in reality, i think we are made of little shattered pieces too small to fit back together into one cohesive shape. we are collateral damage. you were the biggest and the darkest storm to ever hit me.
we act like we are made of love, when in reality, i think we are made of little shattered pieces too small to fit back together into one cohesive shape. we are collateral damage. you were the biggest and the darkest storm to ever hit me.