What's the use of the wind if it won't take you away on it?
I don't want this heart, it's split in two.
How was it possible to miss someone when they were standing right next to you?
there were moments throughout the whole day when she had to shake herself because she found her thoughts climbing over her like creeping ivy, scratching and biting into her skin and entangling her in their morbid clutch. Because... wasn't ot true now...
