indigo | michael clifford

indigo | michael clifford

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"and we both reached for the last one, I swear it was like war every day after that." hiii once again, this description isn't very much info on the story but i assure you that it is kinda cute ok so trust me :)))
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Every night its the same; I wake up sweating, spinning, and unable to remember why. No matter how hard I try, I can't remember anything. I feel only one thing and that's hurt and confusion. I try so hard to remember; anything is better than feeling like this everyday with no memory as to how or why. All I can remember is that there was a boy named Michael, and that I loved him.

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