//nineteen//
“ You’re going the wrong way.”
“ You can’t go the wrong way.”
“ Yes you can.”
“ You only think it’s the wrong way, but doesn’t mean it really is.”
“ You’re being pretentious.”
“ And you’re being stubborn.”
“ You only think I’m being stubborn, but doesn’t mean I really am.”
He smiled before turning the corner.
“ Shut up.”
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Coffee And Cigarettes
PoésieHe was a boy who liked smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee. She was a girl who liked the smell.
