She stared at him, searching the right words. "When did you get so poetic?" She muttered, he gave her a smile before answering; "I've saved and destroyed hundreds of timelines. I've seen the past, present and future. And I've screwed up a lot of them"
i'm ca·ra : proper noun \ˈkah-rəh\ : indecisive; rambunctious, apathetic.and this is just where i put all my drawings and thoughts.also, please stop reposting my things, thanks.i make lots of cool stuff my hand, click below.
.And I smile... no fear, no doubt. It's all equates to moon beams and light. I don't understand it but that is fine. It feels like exactly what I didn't know I was searching for; YOU feel like exactly what I have been moving towards. It's indescribable.