Hold Close as fue., The End '. Of all things, THIS made me cry. So many damn feels I don't know what to do with myself. Hold Close as fue The End ' Of all things THIS made me cry So many damn feels I don't know what to do with myself
The water was icy cold, biting at her already chapped skin, and she could hardly make her fingers release their death hold on the rock. Yet time was of the essence; nothing but the tide could carry her away from this place and the tide waits for no man.