“Where are you from?” I asked casually. She thought for a moment. “I don’t remember,” she said finally. ...
If I could I would take that smile And inject it directly into my bloodstream.
Joined:3 years ago
Description: The moonlight shone through the filthy window. She gripped the blanket so tight her knuckles turned white. She gritted her teeth and shut her eyes so tight she could see stars. Wind pounded on the window. Her breathing was heavy and shallow as she...
Other Works by fearmygunhands.
Why was I leaving? Where I lived had never exactly been considered home for me. I had always been itchin...
This user has no recent activity.