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Everything I Do... I Do It For You
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    Durée 1h 57m
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    LECTURES 681
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    Votes 36
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 9
  • WpHistory
    Durée 1h 57m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement janv. 17, 2015
Contenu pour adultes
In this rotten world
People die without reason
People are killed without reason
People believe without reason

Did it have to be in this world?
That we had to meet?
That we had to bond?
That we had to feel this innocent feeling called love?

What if this wasn't the end?
What if we could start over ?
What if we met in a completely different world and universe all together?
Would our ending still be the same?
Would I still feel this empty?



What if I just forgot you?
Would it lessen the pain?


No. I know that now. Whatever happens from now on I can never run away from you.....

Because you've become my addiction.
My salvation
My remedy 
My escape from this rotten world
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You know that feeling of being so broken, your entire body is numb and you no longer feel a thing? It happened to me. I shut down whenever someone tries to get close. It's a natural response for me. Normally, I don't form groups of people I'm close to, I fake a smile, walk around like everything's fine. Like I'm fine. Then, afterschool is when all hell usually breaks loose. Nothing. Has. Changed. Not until I meet a tall, lean boy with unique, spiky hair. He's mystifying, unknown, and most of all, unreadable. Not only do I not know who he is or where he comes from, but he seems to know more about me than I realize. To the point that it frightens me. Who is he and why is he claiming that he knows me if I never recall meeting him? A Zoldyck is a dangerous creature.