little pistol- mother mother
And I, well I found what's best for me
And now I see no tragedy
And I, I found a burning rose
And now I won't be packing little pistols
you take my breath away- queen
I will find you
Anywhere you go
Right until the ends of the Earth
I'll get no sleep till I find you to
Tell you when I've found you -
I love you
LXI- smaller
LXII- coming clean
LXIII- liar
LXIV- alone
LXV- sourness
LXVI- in the moment
LXVII- unusual date
LXVIII- symptoms
LXIX- the lines
LXX- happy/sad
LXXI- the fall
LXXII- letting go
LXXIII- ghosts
LXXIV- satisfied
LXXV- god knows
LXXVI- joy
LXXVII- demons
LXXVIII- mourning
LXXIX- falling to pieces
LXXX- for the best
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my type ((yandere x reader))
General Fiction(m. yandere x f. reader) (complete) (Y/n) was a seventeen year old loner. Her mother earned her living creating and producing drugs. Her brother was in a relationship with the girl who seemed to have it out for her. Her estranged father was a mob bo...
