“She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love an she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.”― Lucy Hale
There is a light that never goes out, and it's called hope.
There is a light that never goes out, and it's called hope.
“She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love an she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.”― Lucy Hale
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario