High till I Die
Ask me anything
I live for the nights I can't remember, with the people I won't forget.
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“Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they’re gone.”
