I will forever be stuck in this imaginary galaxy she caused me to create. Even if that world is in the back of my mind, it will always be there. I will always be Pluto and she will always be the sun. And I will always miss being in her warmth and I will always miss being the center of the solar system but I will always remain at the edge of her universe. I will always always be a Pluto. And you will always be beautiful. No matter what you say or do to the little Pluto at the edge of your galaxy. So fucking beautiful.
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Pluto
RandomA love story described vaguely through the eyes of a pluto at the edge of a universe she wants to be a part of.
