He sniffles before quickly reaching out for a piece of crumpled photograph beside me and a black marker before writing down, bad, bad thingie inside my brain.
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Roses ⭐ tracob au
FanfictionHe stole roses from the garden And he also stole my heart
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He sniffles before quickly reaching out for a piece of crumpled photograph beside me and a black marker before writing down, bad, bad thingie inside my brain.
