And that was my cute love letter to you.
You know valentine’s over, don’t you? I’m not paying you either- but you might have a point.
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And that was my cute love letter to you.
You know valentine’s over, don’t you? I’m not paying you either- but you might have a point.
We're so very different. You and I. But I think that's why we work. If this is what anyone would call working. If we were too compatible, we would take up too much energy, and we would explode. So we are just right. For balance.
And yet, here we are in the very same galaxy.
I think we came from two very different stars
You can say that again.
May or may not be heartshaped cigarettes
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"You've got to be shitting me-- can I actually smoke these things?" He pried the carton's lid in disbelief, mouth scrunched into a smirk at the sight laid out before him. He was torn between snorting and unceremoniously pushing a filter past his lips. Rolling his eyes, he carefully slipped the pack into the worn pocket of his jeans and let his smirk twitch in clear amusement. "I suppose these will do, fry thief."
dnt call me a lil sHIT IM OLDER THAN YOU
/sets a crown on your head/ forever the emperor.