❝YOU'RE ADORABLE, YOU REALLY ARE.
why don't you and i get out of
here and go on some more
adventures, yeah?❞
𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐟 (in which you and davy
jones, two...
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You can't tell anyone about your wild night.
Not John, not Paul, not Ringo, not George, not your mom, not your grandmother (even when she finds you in your nicest dress with mascara running down your cheeks and hickies on your neck).
You don't dare tell anyone about your wonderful and amazing night with Davy Jones.
You don't dare tell anyone that the bruises weren't from someone's fist, but more rather your idol's lips.
You don't tell, but you think about him. You think about him a lot, actually, and somewhere deep inside of you, you think he's thinking about you too. He has to be, he said that you were so perfect for him.
He had to think about you. He wouldn't throw all of that away, would he?
Of course he would. He's a singer and you're a fan. There are millions of girls just like you, all wishing to get a chance to do what you did.
You should just move on with your life and accept what you got, not wanting any more.
But you're you, so you always want everything, don't you?
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rip me thats it thats the end
im sorry if this made anyone sad :(((((
who knows ??? maybe i'll have A sEQUEL
lowkey i have an idea ,,, but idk ,,,,
peace out friends!!! im about to kick flip into the sUN BECAUSE I FINALLY FINISHED SOMETHING YEAH
