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dead boy walking.
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i don't have to stay and die like cattle
i could change my name and ride up to seattle.
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❝i wanted someone strong
who could protect me.❞
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⳾*⑅*❀ SYNOPSIS.
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Archie Gabor was dealing with a mix of emotions. It was as if his feelings couldn't catch a break. Feelings of sorrow, pain, fear. The feeling of bruises and that never seem to leave. And yet, that strained smile stays. Fake it until everything makes sense.
YOU ARE READING
𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗕𝗢𝗬 𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚, apply fic
Fanfiction【𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴.】 and there's your final bell it's one more dance and then farewell cheek to cheek in hell with a dead boy walking. 【𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹.】
