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Dear Dr.Hoying

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Reads 32,207
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Parts 42
Time 1h 38m

mitchgrassi scomiche scotthoying

dear scott, you looked at me today. it made me want to smile. but i couldn't. 
  
  dear scott, you walked into my room today and asked what my favorite color was. it made me happy that you were talking to me, but my body was telling me not to talk. 
  
  dear scott, if you ever find these notes, they wouldn't let you be my doctor anymore. and i would be even more mental than i am now.
  
  
  
  will be updating every few days :))All Rights Reserved

mitchgrassi scomiche scotthoying

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We are the sun and the moon cover

Little Secret cover

Incurable cover

No Talking, Nor Speaking cover

Strange feelings (Scott and Mitch fanfic!) cover

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The Fight cover

Him. {Scomiche} cover

sing | scömìche cover

Don't Mess With Scott Hoying's Boyfriend cover

We are the sun and the moon

there she was, in my room, reading every word I had written about her after just three days of knowing her. I wanted to tell her she wasn't allowed to read it. That I had put too much into it. But of course, I wanted her to know. I needed her to read it. As much of myself as I had put into the words, there was even more of her.