dedication;
for those who are brave enough
to put their hearts in shaky hands.
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synopsis;
maybe it was how on edge he made her feel or the danger that came along with him that lured her into his pull.
down in spirals she went, falling for the smell of his wrinkled leather jacket and his crooked nose.
she deluded herself into thinking he was more than his bloodied and bruised knuckles;
more than the trouble he was.
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note;
i hope a small part of Meredith will remind you of yourself, bad or good.
after reading, i hope you learn that its okay to charge towards a fire, knowing you'll get burned, but hope you won't anyways.
band-aids don't work but that's why we have antiseptic cream, right?
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RomanceDisclaimer: this is not a love story. However, it shall begin with one, a toxic yet beautiful one; one that ruins. It starts with a girl. Her name is Meredith, the most mundane and boring name any girl could ever have, or so she thinks. Meredith is...
