poisongrl21
He was my destiny. Our souls had intertwined long ago and now we were one person. One being with one soul. I lived and breathed him. He was my only sustainment.
She was not one to be crossed. Her temper was volatile. Her anger was inescapable.
But on a normal day she was sweet as pie.
Lacking in my coping skills.
Living life without the frills.
Missing out on the cheap thrills.
Concerned with how everyone else feels.
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