what's loving anymore?
i'm just another fuck to you
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thoughts untitled through hate and romance
Poesíayou know how you go on walk in the afternoon and when you step out it still kinda sunny. and then you look up again and you notice the sun almost setting. then you look up again and you realize the sun is completely set. and you look up for the last...
170. fuckboys fuck feelings
what's loving anymore?
i'm just another fuck to you
