Every thing in me told me he was bad, hell he even rolled his eyes at me and shot daggers into me with his eyes, yet something drew me to him like a moth to a flame.
Every thing in me told me he was bad, hell he even rolled his eyes at me and shot daggers into me with his eyes, yet something drew me to him like a moth to a flame.
✫ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
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She is shy
He is outspoken
She is clumsy
He is graceful
She is innocent
He is cunning
She is broken
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