20, petite, England.
cats, sex, maryjane, beards, tattoos & tea
There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
My new fave place to rave is brum.
And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center.
I didn’t know you would be there that night, but you were. We can’t fight fate. Instead, we must accept that fate has given us a special opportunity.