his kindness, his clobbering hugs in the morning, his overthinking when I’m not near him , his hair when it falls on his breath taking eyes and his loud uncontrollable laugh because he knows sadness all too well.
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LITTLE BLACK DRESS
as the winds gently slapped strands of hair against my slightly damp eyes that were burdened with layers of memories, mascara and kohl.
the thrill of your chase
I fell in love with your twisted mind, for the tantalising games you played that pushed me to the brink of insanity but never did anything make me feel more alive,
text messages
labeled worthless in the blink of an eye, in a text amounting to less than a hundred and twenty characters.
the paperback badass 