“I’m going to be a teenage girl, Stefan. I’m going to grow up, and live, and have a lot more boyfriends, and friends, and maybe even children, then grandchildren. And you’d still be your beautiful self then. And when I wither away into nothing, I hope you know that you could have had me forever, but you refused to give that to me, refused to give that to yourself.”

smile and maybe tomorrow

you’ll see the sun come shining through

collecting your jar of hearts,
and tearing loving apart

I don’t know what I would do if I lost you.

You were right… We can’t be together.

Tomorrow afternoon, i’ll try and post something xP