How was it even possible?
That I felt so comfortable in your arms as if I was meant to be fit there.
As if a kitten in his owner's arms.
I didn't mind my own mind's comparison though.
I am used to degrade myself.
I am used to be degraded.
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May Be In The Next Life, I Promise // SOPE ✔ (Completed)
Fanfiction(Completed) "Oh did I tell him that I stopped cutting myself after he held me? It's okay I will tell you next time. May be in the next life, I promise." It's my first ever Sope fanfiction. And it contains angst. Please vote and comment to inspire m...
