"I want to be the girl you spill out your heart to at 3 am saying that you've loved me more than the air that you breathed. That I was your sun, your moon even your stars. I was the one you drew sketches of in your Sketch book, the name you etched in the margins of your paper. I want be the girl who spills out her heart to you at 3 am saying that I've loved you more than the air that I breathed that you are my sun my moon even my stars. That you were the one I drew sketches of in my sketch book. The name I etched in the margins of my paper. I want to be yours, and for you to be mine."
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Just random crap
Genç KurguIdek what to write...But here are my thoughts about a special people in my life and just non sense crap I wanna write about so enjoy my little diary loves
