i just know that tori was the type of teenager who hated having big birthday parties... she just wants to drink her diet lemonade and lay in her bed scrolling through tumblr :(
Both happy and sad things happen in the novels of our lives, but they are all located in the pages of the past. When we turn a new page, new scenery opens up there.
What we are touching with our fingers is "now". That feeling of warm body temperature is what living is all about.
Well, let's step through the arch of Winter and walk out to Spring.
looking into your eyes (endlessly)
falling into you lap (desperately)
sitting at your feet
soaking in all your energy
oh, right now, I wanna be
held too close