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I asked him but he just stared at me.....

he was there to cheer me up .... to be my partner at the Prom... Thank you so much.

He completes my Day By singing his songs early in the morning

why is my sin is my very existence? Why?

King: Kindness is Pointless

living an immortal life and watching humans aged and die........ being alone is really hard for her.

We're more than friends but less than lovers.

Both my soul and body are hallow that makes me feel so cold... Under the scarlet sky, I am fading away with this Dying Heart of mine.

he cuddles me with his arms so soft

I feel so empty like a doll.....