We fall in love at midnight,
And buy broken vintage cars;
We stay awake until the dark,
To lie and count the stars.
We wish on dandelions,
And constantly elope;
We lose a little self-conceit,
And gain a little hope.
The Catalyst To My Goodbye
MayAllYourShipsSail
Poetry, probably some literature, and a whole lot of mess. Warning: themes of depression, suicidal thoughts... Еще