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Stories by Purple*
Unrequited Love.
I'm going to count every freckle like you'd count every star
Watch your dusted locks swing like leaves in the...
Teach Me to Dance Pinetree
"I-I, I'm sorry, I can't, I'm not, it's three feet away from the glass and I plan to keep that rule i-in...
I was Meant to be Yours.
Blood looked in my mouth while the stars in the sky grew dark and cold. The world was monochrome and dull, en...