"It was not Quoyles chin she hate, but his cringing hesitancy, as though he waited for her anger, expected her to make him suffer."
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- I think I have very little to say, yet I continue speaking: Bad Habit.
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June
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- Pride
- It's been a long night she says,hair long, dark, s...
- Because Nothing Matches the Quiet on the Inside
- Let This Sickness be My Company
- Reconciliation
- And he said:"There's no brighter side to this, the...
- Patience
- Drawing a Blank
- "Somewhere over the rainbowskies are blueAnd The D...
- Lunch time...without you.I'm trying to keep a brav...
- My phone beeped.and for a moment I thought it was ...
- Consequences
- Drowning, She calls this.
- I forgot that tears are warm.I forgot the way it f...
- And she said:I love you, even if I can't be there ...
- My beloved Monstrosity
- Oh My pretty Ballerina
- Midnight Lovers
- Quick thoughts on the color of reflections, the wa...
- Shambles.
- Inspirational
- Lady Misery with her Hand Outstretched
- The New Black
- So i've been sitting online for days.DAYSdoing not...
- Nut shells
- But Only a Half Thought
- WIth Black on like Always and Your Thin Frail Bones
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