Punk rock //Michael Clifford fanfic
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"You smell of rose and peppermint." He smiled.
"You smell of love and heartbreak." I smiled back.
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you're just a project. not a lover. copyright 2014 completed.Concluída
we fell out of love, too scared to admit it and too blind to see we've fallen for someone else
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