Nightcastle Academy
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Última publicación lun, jul 18, 2022
"I tried my best to stay hidden and unknown, I tried my hardest to avoid you..to avoid everyone, I didn't want anyone to see my darkness, I didn't want you to be a part of my cruel life , I wanted to be normal like everybody else , I wanted to have a stable relationship with everyone , but I guess that's how I'm built , that's in my blood ...that's the blood I'll always drink , the blood that'll always run in my veins, and sadly I loved you Mable , I loved every single part of you , I loved how messy you are , the mess you made while dancing , the mess you made inside of my heart , I loved how weak you made me feel that led me to get you into my world , I loved you so much Mable West and I'm sorry for loving you"
- Henry Gray
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