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“Don’t! Please! I come in peace.” I come in peace? Who the hell do I think I am? E motherfucking T?
Kissing him is a different experience altogether. Santiago kisses me like a man who found an oasis in the middle of a desert.
She’s my kaleidoscope in a world of gray.
Chloe seems like the girl who appreciates something handmade. And nothing says “I’m sorry” quite like an embroidered disaster-piece.
