Fever.
Always hated it.
Like I hate you.
But, in reality, I don't...
Actually, I do hate fever, but there's something about you that makes me love you unconditionally.
And I hate it.
~Eleni🦄~
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«Never Really Over.»
Poésie"On days like this I am a rainbow. Only this rainbow is black and white. If you follow me you will most certainly not find a pot of gold, dancing leprechauns and unicorns. This. Rainbow. Is. A Dead. End."
