You cut yourself.
I don't find it cute, or sexy, or attractive. I don't kiss your cuts and your scars because I approve.
I kiss them so they'll heal, and hopefully, the beautiful woman within. I love you.
I don't find it cute, or sexy, or attractive. I don't kiss your cuts and your scars because I approve.
I kiss them so they'll heal, and hopefully, the beautiful woman within. I love you.
I told him I would have died if he hadn't made my life such a wonderful place to be.
He said, "You've done the same for me. I was planning on dying in the war before you gave me a reason to live."
He has his scars. I have mine. But we're alive. And for the first time in five years, I'm glad.
I tell everybody I don't like hugging people and I refuse to hug my friends.
I love it when you hug me, especially when I tell you not to and you still do.
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I've been in love with you for a year now, all the cuddling we do and hugging kills me.
Even when you're just resting a hand on me, I get butterflies. But we can never be together, not only because you have a boyfriend, but because we're both girls... and I know how you feel about that.
I wish you knew.
I do everything I can to be a gentleman. Believe it or not, I started working out. I'm eating healthier, too. I'm trying to be the best I can be.
Why? No girl has even given me a single chance. I'm never good enough for any girl, so I do whatever I can to change that.