The words you say are like knifes that you threw at him. Not only instults,but also sharp as thorns passive aggressive words.
- Why are you doing this?.. - The tall boy spoke,tears ran from his eyes as he tried stand up.
- Hah! - The dark haired girl giggled. - You remind me of how much i miss my friend.
He never understood.
He learned things very slowly.
He was always crying.
He was just like you.
YOU ARE READING
Dla męża kochanego.
Random@Nico // Kocham cię kocham cię kocham cię :insert heart eyes: bo tak. Cringowe bo tak <3
