His friends say he isn't the same, his parents like the new found kindness, he doesn't know what the fuck anyone's talking about.
After all, does anyone really know what love looks like?
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The Unbecoming Bad Boy
Teen FictionHe was the boy with cigarette smoke in his lungs and ink on his skin, he understood that sin tasted sweater than virtue and welcomed darkness like an old friend. A pairs of brown eyes changed it all, with soft skin and a sweet laugh, a tease named S...
