tell me when it rains
The most incredible thing about miracles is that they happen.
Sitting on the concrete curb, he flicks his cigarette, brings it to his lips and inhales deeply, sucking in his cheekbones and closing his eyes.
He misses holding hands under lampshades, and just lets the nicotine eat him up on the inside.
Sitting on the concrete curb, he flicks his cigarette, brings it to his lips and inhales deeply, sucking in his cheekbones and closing his eyes.
He misses holding hands under lampshades, and just lets the nicotine eat him up on the inside.