I pull closer to him, needing him to keep me stable. He drank more blood than expected, but I am fun with it. I lay my head on his shoulder and rub his back
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
We get out and I use the rest of my energy to dart back to his place. I barely manage to jump through the window, but all I was to do is lay down. I curl up on the couch and smile as I see Joe jump through the window.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
Surround yourself with people who are serious about being writers, and who will tell you, ‘Hey—you can do better than this.’ Who will be critical of your work, but also supportive. And who will not be competitive in a negative way. — Isabel Quintero
