by ~Phantasos~ » Fri Apr 25, 2014 10:20 am
"Was your girl. Now my girl." Shawn explained slowly.
"Excuse me,I am not a possession!" Chance snapped at them.
"And dreams in their development have breath,and tears,and tortures,and the touch of joy; they leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,they take a weight from off our waking toils,they do divide our being."