Colors | n.r.
wherein the gray boy bursts into an abundance of colors
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"You have a problem with falling, don't you?" "You have no idea." Cover by LilacLucas
"Dear Florence It's been two years now, and I miss you so much. I think about you every day, princess. I love you, ...
"Alive.." He started to say, repeating the last word. "That's how you make me feel."