Drake Heart
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Last published Sat, Apr 1, 2023
"𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬-," 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐟𝐟, "- 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐰. 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞?"
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A girl like me can't get her heart broken, even though I wear it on my sleeve.
Dmitri Drake is a douchebag, and the hottest guy at Jagens High. A woman hater. A man whore. There are alot of words to describe this man.
I find myself learning about him every day we spend together. Kind. Funny. Soft. Dmitri Drake.
I wasn't supposed to fall in love with him. He was supposed to fall inlove with me.
He wasn't supposed to break my heart. He wasn't supposed to leave.
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