Sweet Disposition {:Larry:}
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  • Reads 4,764
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  • Parts 20
  • Time 5h 48m
Ongoing, First published Oct 12, 2013
What if you woke up one day and your precious wasn't there? The one that kept the other side of the bed warm every night. The shoulder you lean on when you need too. What if they just weren't there anymore. Or worse. What if they were there. They were there every god damn day. Every time you looked at them you saw those memories. The times you had together, that you weren't allowed to have now. Every time you look at them a burning pain ignites in your chest. What if all those special memories were ripped away from you. No moments left to share. No love your allowed to give. No dreams of remaking those memories. No more laughs. No more kisses. Your rights taken away. Your wrongs, you are reminded of everyday. And all those tears that you stored away while you were with them, you stored them without knowing. Without knowing that one day those tears you held up, those tears you didn't know were there. Spilled like the water falls you shared those special moments at.  This book has boyxboy, and some content that is not for people under the age of 13. Don't say i didn't warn you. IF YOU DON'T LIKE EITHER OF THOSE THINGS THEN DON'T READ THE BOOK!  :) Enjoy Cover made by: GucciDirection  Thank you so much!! :D
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