Breathe Me. Love Me. Kill Me.
"Hi what's your name?" I asked him.
"Way, Mikey Way." That's what started this roller coaster of self hate and pain. Yet, after everything and all the words of hate I can't stop loving him.....
Bella Morte.
Yes thats my name, Bella Morte.
I am fifteen, and completely amazing. I have great friends, most of which, have lovely brothers.
My best friend is Jessie, or as she prefers Hippie, no shes not really one but she sometimes acts like she's stoned that and she has an obsession with them. Her bothers are some of the most beautiful boys I have every seen especially Mikey, her twin.
"Way, Mikey Way." That's what started this roller coaster of self hate and pain. Yet, after everything and all the words of hate I can't stop loving him.....
Bella Morte.
Yes thats my name, Bella Morte.
I am fifteen, and completely amazing. I have great friends, most of which, have lovely brothers.
My best friend is Jessie, or as she prefers Hippie, no shes not really one but she sometimes acts like she's stoned that and she has an obsession with them. Her bothers are some of the most beautiful boys I have every seen especially Mikey, her twin.