to the boy with blue eyes,
we text a lot now. my phone is always vibrating with your messages on it and i love every minute of it. it's stupid really, but no one has ever kept up a conversation with me for that long. i'm starting to think you're just pitying me.
i'm boring; what could you see in me?
maybe those blue eyes of yours have a different perspective.
today just consisted of stupid jokes and pumpkin spice lattes.
thank you.
love,
- seto
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catch a dream ; setosolace
Fanfictioni don't like to fondle with my emotions, but if there's regards to him, i would. (a series of texts and letters seto writes to the boy with blue eyes ; lowercase intended.) | setosolace |
