i will be the sun.
i was out on the town, so i came to your window last night. i tried not to throw stones, but i wanted to come inside. now i'm causing a scene, thinking you need a reason to smile. oh no, what have i done? there's no one to keep me warm.
bri. (brisus). twenty. usa. writer.
take all the words you’ve spoken, and the promises you’ve broken.