the smell of leather & smoke, It's sad how he and I dated for a year, and after all of the laughs and the tears, we can still run past each other like complete strangers. It's sad how people you know become people you knew.

the smell of leather & smoke

It’s sad how he and I dated for a year, and after all of the laughs and the tears, we can still run past each other like complete strangers. It’s sad how people you know become people you knew.

I'm young. I'm probably a little too much of a dreamer.
I like boys who look like men, who smoke and smell like night and rain.
I like ink and metal and blood.
I'm just a little girl who'll rip you to pieces.
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