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This is Us

This is Us

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jan 8, 2018
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Fiction
Romance
We aren't smart, we just wear glasses. We are not perfect, we are original. And we both hate fake. Everyone has weakness, but we are not everyone. We are not crazy, our reality is different from others. We are definetely morning person, if it starts at noon. We are ready to learn, although we like being taught. We are day dreamers and night thinkers. We would rather die of poison, rather than die of BOREDOM... WANNA KNOW MORE??? COME CHECK OUT... Cover credits: - @mellifluous_83
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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