Why must I always find this kind of stuff…… I’m gonna go cry now
WHY DO YOU DO THESE THINGS TO MY FEELINGS
She loved her life; it was bright and precious and unlived. In all other circumstances, she would have held to it fast. But in that moment, for her son, it was a gift freely given.
why would you post this?!
“How come she married him? She hated him!”
“Nah, she didn’t.”
will you stay with me?