promise?I stopped believing in promises years ago dear, this isn't disney. I'm a coffee-drunk girl and you're the boy with brown eyes and rancorous fingertips, we do not collide and in the end we all die. why waste our lives wrapping pinkies and spitting lies?
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VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
bones
Diversosi wrote this when i thought love was the look in his eyes rather than mine.