He was a beautiful sonnet, hard to understand at first but the more you read, the more you realize the emotions buried deep inside; he was an art.

She was Jared, nineteen.

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sassthetic sassthetic Mar 16, 2019 09:54AM
I have been rereading my old books and realised I was fucking hilarious three years agoHow about a part three to my Indian series to brush up my sense of humor? How many of you will still read it? 
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