She Wasn't Happy or Sad
She wasn’t happy or sad, in love or out of love, she was just there existing in the ebb and flow of life— and that was a dangerous place to be but her worst mistake was forgetting to remember there was more. xx Atticus
She wasn’t happy or sad, in love or out of love, she was just there existing in the ebb and flow of life— and that was a dangerous place to be but her worst mistake was forgetting to remember there was more. xx Atticus