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someone else’s love will never be enough to get rid of your pain when you can’t manage to love yourself.”
A soul as black as the night sky. Lips as red as the blood she’s out for. The girl who leaves them running scared. She's a beautiful nightmare.
“You do things to me.” Everything in me goes still. “What kinds of things?” His voice is so low it’s nothing but a faint rasp, but I hear it. “You make me feel.”
“Oakley?” “Yeah?” “You make me feel things, too.” Things my mother warned me not to feel.
“We’ll never be butterflies,” I choke out as he rocks me. “Caterpillars are cool, too,” he whispers against my hair. “You get to hang upside down and you have over a thousand muscles but no bones. That’s some badass shit.”
“We speak a secret language that no one else can understand, and we feel things for each other that don’t make sense to the rest of the world…just us.”
