April 2012
57 posts
Thought-Out
dearoldlove:
I love having thoughts I know you’d love. As I struggle to put these thoughts into words, I realize I won’t get to tell you them anyway. So I let them go.
The violent fury of a dying star.
Hell of a Spice
dearoldlove:
We were opposites…which made for a hell of spice and a shitload of misunderstanding.