Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms.

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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