tattoos → pynch

tattoos → pynch

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-punk!adam and pastel!ronan- -intentional lowercase- -ronan pov- -trigger warning for ab*se mentions, drugs/alcohol, and s*lf-h*rm. read at your own risk, and /please/ stay safe- ~~~ ronan likes pink. adam likes black. ronan wears flower crowns. adam wears beanies. ronan is anti-war. adam's life is a war. ronan always tells the truth. adam's existence is a lie. ronan is the sun. adam is the moon. their story is a tragic one that wouldn't be found in a romance novel. but that's okay. love isn't a story. love is art.
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