lavender.

In which you get assigned a particularly uptight and quiet roommate, who happens to be the exact type that your friends seem to be raving about. I mean, who the fuck gets of

It’s Valentine’s Day and Avery’s a mess, he thinks that Valentine’s Day is full of shit, but you’re not. You’re not. So he picks out a bouquet of flowers and some chocolates

The tides turned during a time when the continent was in shambles, you came, the saint, the holy and revered one, you saved him and now he'll never let you forget that favou

a passing interest in a particular customer that seemed to waltz into the tattoo shop made him question his morals, i mean, they were so pretty after all, it couldn't hurt i

"what do i do after all this survival?"

the war had taken everything from him. his innocence, his purity. forced to enlist at the tender age of 18, disillusioned by th