Second kind of love

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2. When the boy with the voice as sweet as cotton candy tells you that you have stars in your eyes and the fucking universe in your lungs...
don’t give in to his soft eyes and hands that make you feel like maybe God is real

Because when he leaves you at 3am one night without so much as a fucking kiss goodbye you’re going to realize that you can’t have heaven without hell.

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