hoodwinked
- LETTURE 68
- Voti 17
- Parti 2
Millie never thought that her clumsy goofy self is going to hoodwink, nor she thought this trap will trap her and make her bath her own self by tears.
Carson, after seeing his mother soak clothes with tears and getting fed only with water for days just because of a betrayal, never thought will get hoodwinked.
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He moved like a sea wave, carrying his mess of youthful innocence, lost in a world that doesn't exists, living a partial life in the pessimistic world.
She was a glorious mess, loving her flaws owning her quirks clothed in strength and dignity, she laughs without the fear or future but PRIORITIES, its first her country for her..
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Delightfully chaotic, a beautiful mess created by a splendid adventure, the word? Love..
Stronger than the human heart,shatters over and over but still lives, love.
Doodling over a crumpled paper,cutting it in strips,darkening your soul it lingers on the depth of your mind. The word? Betrayal..
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