Taylor M Welch
At Eternity's Gate
I was the hopeless romantic. And she… She was the focus of my desire. I was under the belief that the world was made up of good-- pure, pure good-- and complications. There was no such thing as evil or wrong. Only complications, weaving in and out of my line of sight.
It goes like this: If you know me at all, you’d know that I’ve never been one to believe in astrology. I’ve always thought it was, well… kind of dumb. I mean, seriously. Your whole personality being judged by a set of stars? Sort of far-fetched, don’t you think?