"You know that I'm dying and you still want this?" I asked confused.
She walked slowly to me, never taking her eyes off me. Like two piece of magnet coming together, I couldn't pull away.
Resting her forehead on mine, she finally spoke "I love you"
"You know that I'm dying and you still want this?" I asked confused.
She walked slowly to me, never taking her eyes off me. Like two piece of magnet coming together, I couldn't pull away.
Resting her forehead on mine, she finally spoke "I love you"
[COMPLETED] "Last year. The day of my birthday my mother died by a homophobic bastard. They were angry at me and at her for not raising me 'correctly'.... They shot her twice in the back and once in...