"then maybe you would know just how it felt to be like me at my lowest, as you let me out the door, you tore me open, my final words were left unspoken"
aspiring writer.
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Painting The Town Unseen Colours
He is all the colours that haven't been seen, from the most odd to the very beautiful. Effy could paint the w...
