End of the world,
End of our butterfly kisses.
End of me calling you mine,
And people calling you Mrs.,.
All because one of us was a psychopath,
And you can’t begin to understand, how happy i was to put a cap in your ***
May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC
End of the world,
End of our butterfly kisses.
End of me calling you mine,
And people calling you Mrs.,.
All because one of us was a psychopath,
And you can’t begin to understand, how happy i was to put a cap in your ***
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