🖤𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ She becomes an open book around him. Late-night confessions #5 God-help the poor sap who ends up with me. A collaboration from @silentstranger and @kaylynn I plant him with the kiss of death. "Love is not a fairytale. It's a tragic reality." - Anaan She dies a little more each night. This is part 1 of the several prompts from a previous post titled “Help!”. Just livin' the college life, one drama-filled day at a time. I would never be a woman to him. Holding on to a fantasy that will never be made a reality. The poem is about the friendship between a guy and a girl that ended on a sour note. penguwayne friggin' potato that writes and curses. Seven was always this social butterfly in school but believes she doesn't really have any talent but just write and compose. She knows photography but doesn't really believe in herself that much to ha...
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