The trouble with hearts is that they're unpredictable, stubborn and traitorous little shits. Mine, especially. No matter how many times I direct it where to go, it ultimately goes its own way, at its own pace, and to its own beat.
The trouble with hearts is that they're unpredictable, stubborn and traitorous little shits. Mine, especially. No matter how many times I direct it where to go, it ultimately goes its own way, at its own pace, and to its own beat.
"Bitch"
"Slut"
"Fuckboy"
"Asshole"
"Stop fighting you two, like fuck I think I'm getting a headache cause of your bullshit"
I looked at Taylor and rolled my eyes and so did he.
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