bieber gf,

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𝓢he never looked nice. She looked like art and art wasn’t supposed to look nice, it was supposed to make you feel 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 ; like the redamancy that grows but in autumn season, beautiful but make everything dying. Everyone can love her 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 but only a few of them are able to deal with her 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬.

𝓢he lives in the line between reality and dreams that feel non-existent to lots of people who just breathing but not living but turns out being the most magnificent realm in a way a daydreamers eye seeing. Having a soft heart in a cruel world and she confimed it as a courage not weakness because when she set the fire, 𝗻𝗼 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿.
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