H.D.

his praise sends pride through my veins like a dose of morphine.

That smile is a fucking weapon capable of complete annihilation on my resolve.

“If you end up in my handcuffs, it won’t be because I’m arresting you.”

I hate that being around Ryan feels like standing next to a tornado, while his brother feels like finding safety in a storm shelter.

Are you willing to promise me that? Because I will make a liar out of you, baby girl,

It required trespassing on private property, but his remains were taken to a farm and fed to the pigs.

The face of love is everchanging, but yet it looks the same every time.

Pure euphoria overcomes my body. It feels as if my soul lifts from my physical body.