The Italian Beauty

The Italian Beauty

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You told me you were leaving because I smoked cigarettes. I stopped smoking in fear of losing you forever. I went by your place to tell you I broke my bad habit. I saw you pressing your lips to someone new. My walk home was lonely and the only thing pressed to my lips ; was a cigarette. I guess it's time to quit my bad habit. YOU.
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"We will 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 be a thing, got it?" He blew his cigarette smoke in my face, and I coughed at the horrendous scent. "Noted." I scoffed and walked off into the crowded sidewalk. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥?

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