“ Something strange started to rage inside me, hearing you inhale sharply as I tried to kiss those scars away or etch them deeper into your skin, wanting to mark you in an entirely different way. D.S. Wrights
“ Focus.Such a little word for such a hard thing and yet it can make things so simple, unless you break it. Like glass.Fragile on certain points with enough pressure ore carelessness, but if handled cor… D.S. Wrights
“ How can the most cruel and despicable create something as breathtaking beautiful as this? D.S. Wrights
