If I were a king I would tell my precious lover how much I adored him and his smile and promise to put him on a throne in my treasury and serve him forever
AA habit that followed her day after day.A word left too sharply, a glance turned away,
S shadow in gestures, a tremor in wings.
Ahe noticed it first in the smallest things,
small poem, again💝
less social anxiety and i have a bit of social life. but wow im complete shit compared to other girls my age. i dont have a bestie, i struggle with mdd and bipolar, genuinely no one to hang out with. i walk around the city at midnight hoping to get stabbed.
APN: This is 100% a self insert, okay? I can't help myself, her dimples are so fucking cute. This fic is my intro back into writing so it will not be perfect. It’s short and sweet.lot: Reader has an unhealthy obsession with Emily's dimples