At 11:11pm she lays in bed. nights like this brings a lot of hurtful memories. Memories she wouldn't want to recall but they just keep flooding in .. thoughts of
“stop comparing me to flowers my emotions my pain my joy cannot will not ever carry the fragility of soft petals leaving velvet kisses on your skin my anger and
😊 have u ever liked someone so much that ur heart feels fizzy and ur stomach hurts and u just want to give them flowers and kiss their freckles and