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  • It's Difficult || Larry & Ziam - Book Two por cigarettelwt
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    High school wasn't easy for these two unlikely couples, but they somehow made it through anyway. University doesn't seem to be much easier. With new classes, roommates, and friends, Harry, Louis, Liam, and Zayn just might have the times of their lives, or they might crack under the pressure. - It's Complicated Book Two
  • It's Difficult  por youtubetrash81
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    Savannah's just a normal 17 year old girl with an acting dream.
  • ● || ART BOOK || ● por -EmMeiNems
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    ' Everything is art. So, when you saw a striaght line it is still considered as a piece of art. But, if you saw someone that does nothing but to make other people's lives miserable, they are considered as a piece of shit ' This book obviously shows nothing, but my artworks. If you may, please tell me what I can do to fix a certain part to improve my drawing skills. That's all, thank you for wasting your time in this description. Published on : 06/10/20 Cover made by: @FloofyMeiringue
  • sitting up there / frerard por speakingofmemories
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    "People," he started, gesturing vividly until he seated himself across Gerard, "they shine so fucking bright, but inside.. they're dead." "Do you think that of all people?" Gerard asked barely above a whisper, like he was afraid to speak louder. "M, yeah, pretty much." He looked at Frank with an emotion known all too well to the latter: sympathy. Oh, how Frank didn't want any goddamn sympathy. "Even about yourself?" "Oh, myself in the first place." Frank chuckled unamused, staring off into the dark night. "Why?" Gerard asked, sounding very hurt like Frank had insulted him. "Oh," Frank laughed with no humour. It had already started to look psychotic. "Because, Gerard, look at me. What am I?" Iero threw his hands in the air a little too dramatically, "What do you see?" "I see a depressed maniac of his own beliefs who's afraid to let himself love instead of hate everything he sees." Frank eyed him carefully with a victorious smirk. He chuckled again, clapping once softly. "See?" he said, smiling, "that's what I meant! You see my exterior that shines, but inside I am troubled and hateful. I am almost dead, and that's what everyone is."