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Stories by - 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 -
𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑛𝑜 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠.
𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟.
but still, i stay.
why don't i leave?
summer's beautiful nightmare.
my dreams are consumed by the thought of you, my love. take my hand and travel the world with me, then you'll...
