With her sulky lips, her mouth seemed to be assembled in a pout at all times. Her eyes were deep black pools filled with sadness. Her cheekbones were as sharp as knives and I ached to touch her but the fear of getting hurt kept me at bay. I wanted to know her story. I needed to know.
- V. Adamyan (Charlie on Alea) (via rrhude)
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