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Mara, If your story was a memoir, then mine is a confession. My confession is that I regret it. I never thought it was possible. I didn’t think there would ever be a day, a moment, a second, when I would look back and wish I’d never met you, but that is my every moment, now.

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Her grin widens, eyes locked on mine. “You’re my best friend.” I raise a brow, amused. “I thought I was your lover.” “You’re my lover-bestie.” “Sounds cool. I love it.”

Her grin widens, eyes locked on mine. “You’re my best friend.”
I raise a brow, amused. “I thought I was your lover.”
“You’re my lover-bestie.”
“Sounds cool. I love it.”
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“Her eyes glimmer in the sunlight, like molten gold. Melted honey in coffee. My fucking favorite.” coraline whittaker by artbyjordn ❤︎︎

“Her eyes glimmer in the sunlight, like molten gold.
Melted honey in coffee. My fucking favorite.”

coraline whittaker by artbyjordn ❤︎︎
haxhi★raisy (@skymemphiss) 's Twitter Profile Photo

“Do you seriously need this many CDs?” I snatch the CD from Steven’s hands before he can smudge the cover. “Yes. I need this many. Don’t insult the Queen.” “Queen?” “Christina Aguilera,” I say, clutching the CD to my chest. “My queen. My idol.” Nova Marshall by artbyjordn 💫

“Do you seriously need this many CDs?” 
I snatch the CD from Steven’s hands before he can smudge the cover. “Yes. I need this many. Don’t insult the Queen.”
“Queen?”
“Christina Aguilera,” I say, clutching the CD to my chest. “My queen. My idol.”

Nova Marshall by artbyjordn 💫
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“I’m so messy, Mag.” She chuckles, cupping my cheeks. “And I have anger issues. Does that matter to you?” “At all... You’re my precious angry blondie.” I smile, hugging her. “And you’re my precious little puppy.” She laughs, holding me tight. “I love you and your mess.”

“I’m so messy, Mag.”
She chuckles, cupping my cheeks. “And I have anger issues. Does that matter to you?”
“At all... You’re my precious angry blondie.” I smile, hugging her.
“And you’re my precious little puppy.” She laughs, holding me tight. “I love you and your mess.”