she is named after a flower, but is more like lightning. quick. exciting. fleeting. i shouldn't think she's as beautiful as i do. i shouldn't crave the touch of someone who's 17 years old. yet somehow, i can't fathom my life without her, had i never met her in that dusty record shop, i just..i don't wanna think about it. but i guess i'll have to. i'll have to think of my dear poppy.
AGE GAP (he's 25, she's 17)
SEXUAL CONTENT
MENTAL DISORDER/DAILY MEDICATION MENTIONS
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sex // m.h. {AU}
Fanfiction"there are so many metaphors, so many poems that i could recite in this instant, and you want, of all things, the boring truth?" "i think so. im not sure. will it hurt me? will- will you hurt me?" "more than likely, yes." "then yes, matty. i want th...
