Love, love, love… what is it good for? Absolutely nothing.
Lydia: If I just stop trying to fight it, I’d find them before it happens, maybe with enough time for someone like you to do something about it.
Scott: You get me the time, and I’ll do something about it, I swear to god, I will.
f o r e v e r s e v e n t e e n . . .
Stalia Week | Day Six: Favourite Song→ Breathe, breathe with meBreathe - of Verona
Ever since I turned back to human, I just can’t seem to get warm.