Did you just call me weirdo? Asdfghjkl.
PS: Seriously Elle, think about what I've said. I can help you. :)
Another sticky note from Caleb but this time, I found it inside my locker.
He surely copied my idea. Tss, funny calcu-guy he is.
You don't need to help me, Caleb. It's not like he'll be alive after that plan of yours.
But you know Elle, it's not his soul that I want to revive. It's yours.
What the f-uck is wrong with my soul? I'm breathing and that's it.
Breathing is not enough. Live again, Elle. I will be here for you.
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Why Deck Killed Himself
Historia Corta❝everything he saw was black so he ran away to the dark paradise.❞ [language: english || very short chapters]
