" up until now I have sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness " ♡
in 2012, alex didn't even know if she'd be alive a few months later. she barely cared. but then, surrounded by crowds of sweaty band fans, she stared into a pair of arctic blue eyes.
note:. ya'll this story sucks ass i seriously hate it sm until like chapter 25-ish. it gets a lot better towards later updates, i promise, but please for the love of god: read chemical kids & mechanical brides, cause that's an actual accurate representation of my writing