the crisp spring air woke me up as I stepped out onto the porch.
“sunrise is beautiful, isn’t it?”
I turned around and there he was, just staring at me. he hair all messy from sleeping and his shirt wrinkled.
I couldn’t believe any of this was real.
we all try to conceal who we really are by covering up our faults. maybe one day we’ll learn that the only way we can truly find love is by letting people see our faults, and not being afraid of what they will think. If we don’t open up once in a while, we’ll never [...]
i see a glimmering substance covering the window sill and automatically know, he was here.
DAD, GET THE GARLIC OUT.
EDWARD CULLEN WAS WATCHING ME SLEEP AGAIN.
And the glimmer never came off my window sill because of that bastard.