White Lips, Pale Face [on hold]

White Lips, Pale Face [on hold]

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"I'm Ed and that's 'Ed Sheeran' I'm hearing." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. I laugh at him and the coincidence, "its Drunk," He laughs at me and I notice what I just said. "I mean, my names Margaret not 'Drunk' that's the song, silly chicken man." ▬▬▬▬ Sea Share Park has been here as long as anyone can remember and the moments I've visited Sea Share nothing ever seem to amaze me anymore; of course, until a boy showed up to me in a chicken costume. ▬▬▬▬ this is a story about loss and breakdowns but most importantly how love conquers all. ☑C O V E R by allie dawn (@xLovEtoLivEx) Colour Chronicles | [1] White Lips, Pale Face [2] Blue Roses for the Lonely [3] Geometric Colours [4] Dyed T-Shirts [5] Silver Ship Wrecked [6] Navy Playlist [7] Sea Foam Writings [8] Green Light, Red Light [9] Crazy Neon
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