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β I can't stand that you still have this effect on me.
β After everything?
β Especially after everything.
β You should hate me.
β Believe me, I've tried.
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π£hey called me a monster before I ever had the chance to become one.
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Don't let my raging boner distract you from my kind eyes and affectionate soul
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βare they lovers?β worse. they were supposed to be and never got the chance to.
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β you donβt seem to mind my blood soaked hands. is something wrong with you too .α£
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he wasn't mine and i wasn't his but he was so good at making me feel like we belonged to each other.
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π£here are scars on my body that never healed. But they remind me of something important: every wound is proof that I survived the last fight.
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i am still hurting and lying about it. there is no soft way to say that sometimes i forget to breathe.
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β βΆβ iΚΉll β cut β your β throat. β thatΚΉll β shut β you β up.β ΚΊ
β βΆβ youΚΉre β beautiful β ...β ΚΊ
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π―on't, if you touch me like that . . . I fear I will become dependent on you.
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can we put each others blood in a vial and wear it as a necklace or do you hate me
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