INVULNERABILITY - 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲́𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘁
he stood there, eyeing me with his exspression unreadable. "i am still so in love with you." he muttered, hands stuffed in his pockets. he looked so beautiful while we stood on the rooftop. the sun was setting so his skin was a golden tan, making me feel warm. "i'm sorry for what i did." ☁︎︎ TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET origina...