mrnovemberrain s-o-f-t-r-e-p-o-s-e “His lips were lightening and my kiss was the thunder. Together, we were the perfect storm.” — pharahsalem (via wnq-writers)f l e u r • n o i r e(via f-l-e-u-r-n-o-i-r-e) Source: wnq-writers.com
mrnovemberrain t-h-e-r-a-r-e-s-t-r-o-s-e “She was the kind of flower that could only bloom surrounded by darkness.” — @imnina-15 (via imnina-15)f l e u r • n o i r e(via f-l-e-u-r-n-o-i-r-e) Source: imnina-15