What a strange world. We trade our days for things.
ATTICUSWhat a strange world. We trade our days for things.
ATTICUSShe wore the moonlight-like lingerie.
ATTICUSSometimes it’s the ones that seem to love themselves the most, that actually love themselves the least.
ATTICUSLove is strange dark magic.
ATTICUSIt’s a sad thing, protecting a breakable heart.
ATTICUSShe was everything real in a world of make-believe.
ATTICUSI’ve never met a strong person with an easy past.
ATTICUSI aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.
ATTICUSI hope to arrive at my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.
ATTICUSThinking of you is a poison I drink often.
ATTICUSSometimes I want a quiet life other times I want to go a little bit fucking Gatsby.
ATTICUSWe are made of all those who have built and broken us.
ATTICUSA sky full of stars and he was staring at her.
ATTICUSI love you most in that place between coffee and sleep.
ATTICUSChase your stars fool, life is short.
ATTICUSThat was her magic – she could still see the sunset even on those darkest days.
ATTICUS