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Eh?! I'd like to empty my pockets onto her doorstep until there's nothing left. My keys, everything I've ever thought, all the little bits of fluff that matter to no-one. I feel that they would matter to her. I want to fill her up with everything I own, everything that defines me, everything that I think she is, everything that I know she is. I'd like her to accept it all without giving anything back and I'd like for her to know that I don't want anything in return. It's enough to know that she's breathing and that she has a doorstep.
Hollyoaks?! - March 17, 2007
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