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Ballbag.
He told me that you need a playlist for every occasion; from torture to chilling on the beach. I mean, he’s not wrong.
“I am just right for you, as you are for me.”
Twatwaffle.
He kisses me tenderly, as if I am the most precious thing in the world to him. As if I am the light to his dark, the good to his bad. The angel to his monster.
“I don’t want your weapon of mass destruction waking me up, got it?” Ash deadpans, and we all burst into peals of laughter, tears streaming down my cheeks when Jax asks what the fuck he’s talking about.
