берт неммон
социально неловкий

Finished in a frenzy that reminded me of our last night in Cambridge. Watched my final sunrise. Enjoyed a last cigarette.
Didn’t think the view could be any more perfect until I saw that beat-up trilby. Honestly, Sixsmith, as ridiculous as
that thing makes you look, I don’t believe I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful. Watched you for as long as
I dared. I don’t believe it was a fluke that I saw you first. I believe there is another world waiting for us,
Sixsmith. A better world, and I’ll be waiting for you there. I believe we do not stay dead long.
Find me beneath the Corsican stars, where we first kissed.
Yours eternally,

@темы: мальчики не плачут, free meds, do u want some depression?