✩‧₊˚*: 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏' 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 ✧*:・゚ "He talked like he hated the world, but hoped it would love him back anyway. That's rare. That's not nothing." "I mean, if he's real - which I still doubt - he's either a poet or very sleep-deprived. Or both. Probably both." 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 gwendolyn simons will throw a hundred parties if it meant she could see him again.All Rights Reserved