I wake a while later. I slip out of his arms and sit up. I look at my back and see a white tsrip going down my back. I smile, not caring. I look to Chance and smile. I rub his back and kiss the back of his neck.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
When your heart gets pierced with arrows, don't rip them out and pierce those around you in retribution for your hurt. You'll only unnecessarily wound others and bleed to death yourself. — LadyMysterio