Misfits and Bleeding Hearts

Misfits and Bleeding Hearts

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Romance
In this world of misfits he was my favorite bleeding heart. He was never one to believe in the best of people but instead he believed that we all create our own demons, we all walk through our own damned nation. Many people walk through this life with their eyes closed, yet he was never one to miss a moment he always had his eyes wide open. In a world full of chaos there is still beauty within the imperfect and love to be found in a heart full of hate. I fell in love with one person who opened my eyes showing me the only difference between "freaks" and "normal" people is that others embrace what some try to hide.
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He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

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