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....ei sen ficin nimi oo dundundun. gosh. se on we enjoy all the wrong moves (part 1)

aaaaaaaa olipas vittumainen prosessi. eikä se toki oo ohi vielä. part 2 pitäs saada tässä joskus tehtyä ha >__> JOSKUS MIETIN ET JUMALAUTA MIKS MÄ EES ALOTIN KIRJOTTAMISEN

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"How you holding up?" he murmured softly. His eyes never left mine. "Okay?"

And I was holding up okay. Considering that the worst was only beginnig; learning to live without her, dealing with the pain that was slowly breaking out.

"For now", I mumbled, and the right corner of his mouth pulled into a somewhat sad smile.

"It's gonna turn out fine", he reassured, the way that he always did. I let out some kind of strangled snort.

He then stood on his tiptoes to press a soft kiss on my lips.

Today he tasted like cinnamon.

His lip ring was freezing, and it stung my lower lip even after he pulled away, but that was okay.
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lol joo fränk on juonu kaakaota jossa on kanelia ja kermavaahtoa päällä <3 nam

jos joku keksii mulle paremman otsikon ni on hyvä ja kertoo. toi on refusedin biisistä new noise. ruotsalainen hardcore-bändi. lol minkäs teet.

anyway

meen kirjottaan part kakkosta moi.

ps. violetti kynsilakka maistuu pahemmalta ku musta.