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𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙁 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿

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𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙁 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿

⋆ ╤╤╤ ✯ ╤╤╤ ⋆┊┊┊┊✧ ┊┊┊┊⋆┊┊ ☪︎┊✭ ┊ ┊✯ ┊ ✧✵

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✯ ┊ ✧









"𝒊'𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕!"

"𝒊'𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕!"

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𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 did end up going over to delaney's house after skating with his friends all day. deep down he knew that what they were doing wasn't healthy for the both of them. it would only end up with someone getting hurt. obviously, he shook that feeling of guilt off because he knew no matter how many times they've both cheated on one another and no matter how many fights they had, they'd always love each other.

he loved everything about her; he loved her touch, her voice, her physique, her kisses, the things she would do and say to make him feel good during sex.

✓ 𝗯.𝗶.𝘁.𝗰.𝗵 , mid90sWhere stories live. Discover now