You chased me into my own ᴍ̶̶ᴀ̶̶ᴅ̶̶ɴ̶̶ᴇ̶̶s̶̶s̶, dear.
Don't try to help me out, I've learnt to ʟ̶̶ɪ̶̶ᴋ̶̶ᴇ̶̶ ̶̶ᴍ̶̶ʏ̶̶s̶̶ᴇ̶̶ʟ̶̶ғ̶ here.
I'm ᴅ̶̶ᴀ̶̶ɴ̶̶ɢ̶̶ᴇ̶̶ʀ̶̶ᴏ̶̶ᴜ̶̶s̶.
I know how to make ʜ̶̶ᴇ̶̶ʟ̶̶ʟ̶̶ feel like my ʜ̶̶ᴏ̶̶ᴍ̶̶ᴇ̶
ʏ̶̶ᴏ̶̶ᴜ̶̶'̶̶ʀ̶̶ᴇ̶̶ ̶̶ᴘ̶̶ʟ̶̶ᴀ̶̶ʏ̶̶ɪ̶̶ɴ̶̶ɢ̶̶ ̶̶ᴍ̶̶ʏ̶̶ ̶̶ɢ̶̶ᴀ̶̶ᴍ̶̶ᴇ̶̶ ̶̶ɴ̶̶ᴏ̶̶ᴡ̶̶.̶
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Hey Lovelies, its Xavierre (zavvie-erre) but you can just call me Xavvy if you'd like. Usually, my stories aren't sunshine and rainbows but rather dark clouds amongst a blank sky.
- Hell, aren't we all?
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Don't Worry, My Love
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