justy
And as he carved his name in the back of her bloody, red skull, he could hear the sirens screaming behind him. He knew what was coming and thought it was well worth it.
There's something about the way the waves crashed on the beach forever, and the way the beach never complained or even demanded a single morsel of gratitude that got me thinking about the way people should be.
Her bleach blonde hair and those jagged teeth couldn't have meant so much for me if it weren't for the fact my heart was bleached whiter than that.