I don’t remember selling my soul to one direction
Don’t talk, let me think it over. How are we gonna fix this? How are we gonna undo all the pain? Tell me, is it even worth it? Looking for a straight line, taking back the time we can’t replace. All the crossed wires just making us tired… Is it too late to bring us back to life?
I feel you burning under my skin, I swear I see you shining brighter than the flame inside your eyes. Bitter words are spoken, everything is broken… It’s never too late to bring us back to life.
When I close my eyes and try to sleep, I fall apart and find it hard to breathe. Even though my dizzy head is numb, I swear my heart is never giving up. You’re the reason, the only reason.
Thanks, baby-bear! We share the same bias and it’s a grat point. ♥ Btw, you like Block B a lot and a really wanna learn about them (and maybe really become into their fandom), so could you help me? *highfives back*
Btw, you’re lovely. And the pastel colors from your theme are really adorable.
Happy easter for you too, cute little anon.