Faded Brusies
- Leituras 7
- Votos 1
- Capítulos 2
MaduroEm andamento<5 mins
Última atualização sex, ago 3, 2018
❝Why is it that whenever you walk out of the door, my heart breaks into tiny little pieces, my energy dipping way colder, and I get this gnawing feeling, at the pit of my stomach, telling me that it is really me, and my life, that you're walking out of.❞
•A story about a troubled boy who just happens to meet a ray of sunshine who changes his plans•
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