23:11

A writer. A weird stranger. A lot of little conversations. An online understanding. Every night. 23:11.

Night Changes || h.s

It's not the fault of our stars, or our fate. Its the fault of time... For it cannot be turned back. What's gone is gone. You can never have it back. You'll never be the same. You'll never be as happy again. Love wouldn't be sweeter as it was before. That's why people dwell in memories and 'what ifs'. ...ITS WHAT LI...