In Between The Chaos.

In Between The Chaos.

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where she finds a number, he a text, and everything turns chaotic. _________________________________________ "Perfection is a dream, which we aspire to be true. Don't blame her if she takes the wrong decision, if she shouts at you, if she disappoints you at times. She can't get everything together all the time. She will do wrong, and if can't love her then leave without hurting her more. She is fragile, easily breakable. Don't hurt her... " sincerely her best friends. ________________________________________ Featuring "dress" by Taylor Swift.
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