“His words ring through me like a game of telephone, where my mom begins with a whisper into one ear, two ears,… — Jackie Viramontez Copy Share Image
When the skies are looking bad my dear And your heart has lost all its hope After dawn there will be sunshine… — LUCY SPRAGGAN Copy Share Image
~Sometimes I wish somebody would me tight and tell me that everything will be okay < 3 — Angel_eyes Copy Share Image
