ALL DREAMS COME TO AN END

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

RPS EN COURS.
i've turned into a monster ft. rose.
do monsters make war, or does war make monsters? ft. hayley.
it was one of those days ft. elias.
let's roll the dice of destiny, buddy ft. penopoline.

RPS TERMINÉS.
you hate your pulse because it still thinks you're alive ft. rose.
TITRE ft. prénom.
TITRE ft. prénom.

RPS PRÉVUS.
TITRE ft. prénom.
TITRE ft. prénom.
TITRE ft. prénom.

made by .reed