Without me asking, or without even telling me, he picked all the pepperoni off one half of the pizza before cooking it. It was one of the coolest, sweetest things anyone has ever done for me.
~*maria*~
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I'm sick of seeing you cry and wasting all your time on someone who will never care enough to make you feel loved, to make you feel safe. I would drop my life to take his place.
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