by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Thu Feb 03, 2011 4:31 pm
"Adrian, you don't understand. You say that know, be-because you've never had a kid," Vasilia said, shaking her head as she turned, her back facing him, and running her hands through her hair, "You wouldn't want it," she whispered, taking a deep breath as she tilted her head back to the ceiling, and sighed softly wiping the tears from her eyes.
Justin watched her for a long while, before he slowly nodded, "Alright, if you say so..."


So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to