by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Thu Feb 03, 2011 4:51 pm
"That's why I said you wouldn't do anything to it," Vasilia mumbled as she slowly got up, and climbed back into the bed with him, "You do know we can't tell my parents when I get pregnant," she sighed softly, and moved a little closer, wanting to snuggle with him, "And no, you can't meet them,"


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