You never wish on shooting stars. You wish on the ones that have the courage to shine where they are.
Andrea GibsonTouch me โtil my ribs become piano keys, โtil there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.
Andrea GibsonYou never wish on shooting stars. You wish on the ones that have the courage to shine where they are.
Andrea GibsonTouch me โtil my ribs become piano keys, โtil there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.
Andrea Gibson