March 21

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Michael.

Why,

All you did was disappear then show up out of nowhere and took me on a late night drive.

He said he missed me. He played a song again. His eyes were drooping, and he didn't look like he had enough sleep for a whole month.  His skin got pale, really pale. He was white like snow. His hair was dark black. Even though he felt like the male Snow White. His cold hands warmed me up.

glimpse.Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu