I Will Take As Many Words As I Want To Write This Story
They stood there pretending to just be friends, when all this time, they were only existing for one another.
51-55, F
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NudasPriest · 46-50, M
Consumed equally by dreams of gaining that which might be, and fear of losing that which already is.