I fell for the boy with the leather black hair and when he set his eyes on her I post him in a second
I fell for the senior boy with the small round face and it took one conversation for the bats of her lashes ripped him out if my hands
she has taken all I wanted fromy life and I do nothing in return how could i. I could never compet with her. my face is caved with scars of acne still hiding is the shadows ur skin barely knows it's grasp
ur hair a brown river mine a muti-coulored mess ur my dear have the bady of a god mine is that of a troll when u comparie us I could never stand up next to u.
©celine.h
C