I haven't written in a long time. But I plan to finish these.

the room that you caved in my heart 
Nakajima Yuuto/Suzuki Airi

There are days where she watches the trains, with foggy lighthouse eyes and ribbons in her hair. Lips faded pink and the taste of lies across her tongue (words spoken too soon from someone she had loved still loves too much, ( Read more... )

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