𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒂 𝑳𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒐

i'm learning to become all the space i need. i laughed today. for a second i was unhaunted. i was the sun， not light from some dead star. i was before. i am a house swollen with the dead， but still a home.

“i wanted to apologize.”, he replied, leaning slightly against his daughter’s door and looking down at samanta. “i said some things i shouldn’t have and hurt you. that’s not the larusso way.”

Kneeling over, panting as the brunette manages to catch her breath. Once Moon manages to do so she’s placing a flyer in her best friend’s hands. “There’s a fair this weekend. Will you go with me? Pretty please?”, the brightest smile filled with excitement spreading across +