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omg back on the acc my gf made me rahhh

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lvrs   rck     (   …   )       oh  come  on  karl,  come  dance  with  me,  silly  (:  (  extending  his  hand  out  to  the  sitting  male.  yes  it  was  calm  and  they  may  have  little  space  in  the  bedroom,  but  a  little  dancing  couldnt  hurt.  george  had  started  to  spin  a  vinyl  as  he  smiled  )

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            He laid his head in its original spot, "I would believe anything that comes out of your mouth that prettily"
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 #KARL     (   ..   )     @NoHistoryLeft       ;         oh  shut  up,  idiot  (  george  mumbled  back,  rubbing  his  thumbs  against  his  hipbones  )  you  know  im  right  so  just  stop  talking
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            He smiled loving the sweet moments, some of his favorites if he was honest, he looked up at him, "if you think I'm pretty you should look in the mirror sometime" he was giving his brightest smile before the words were fully oit
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FOURTH  of  july
          by  ASHTON

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            //BESTIEEEEEEEEEE
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            //Hehe yes
            
            He didn't want to lose him, the only person he could truly say he couldn't live without. He had promised himself so long ago that he'd never get attached again only to  now be so attached and watch helplessly as he got ripped away. He wanted to do more if only he could do more. He'd trade his own pitiful life for his in seconds if he could. Reverse the time and go back and save him if he could. He put his hand on top of the one on his face. "I love you. I love you" he repeated cause he needed him to believe him.
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            …  so  george is  gonna  die  in  this  right  LMAO
            
            (  i  love  you  too  ,  im  so  sorry  ,  my  love  )  did  george  even  believe  it  ?  karl  claimed  he  loved  him  but  it  couldnt  piece  together  in  his  brain  .  when  everyone  else  left  him  alone  —  when  even  hell  !  his  ex  —  who  claimed  to  love  him  ,  who  gave  him  so  much  power  ,  wanted  to  give  him  all  —  was  the  reason  he  was  bleeding  out  .  the  blood  dripping  onto  the  wooden  floor  below  ,  soaking  into  the  oak  if  which  it  was  built  and  spreading  with  each  crack  and  splinter  .  from  being  dark  outside  ,  the  light  of  a  nearby  torch  casting  onto  the  two  lovers  .  a  poetic  end  for  one  of  them  .
            
            taking  a  weak  hand  up  ,  putting  any  and  all  muscle  power  and  energy  he  had  left  .  just  to  leave  red  on  karls  cheek  ,  painting  blood  with  his  fingers  as  he  tried  to  hold  on  to  him  for  as  long  as  he  could  ,  one  last  time  .  (  i  love  you  .  so  much  .  )  he  did  love  .  more  than  he  should  have  .  and  that  was  always  georges  weakness  .
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