It’s a mysterious, no, it’s a strange thing, it might be a sickness. I have no strength in my body, I can’t control it. These bad symptoms appeared after I met you. I’m left alone on this black night in my room that’s filled with thoughts of you. I can’t do anything and I draw you out as I am in pain all day. Your indifferent face that I can’t figure out makes my breath stop. Your cold eyes digs into my heart, cutting deeply through the center. If I don’t cure this wound, I might die, I might go crazy. I don’t know what will happen. The sickness that is you, the worse it gets, the more exhausted I get but the only medicine is you.
疼痛

thesociallyawkwardasian:

i want to exercise but i dont want people to see me

i-face-thehorizon:

altonym:

thecoppercow:

altonym:

tyrabanksonabudget:

PLEASE SCAN YOUR CLUBC-CLUBCARD ACCEPTED

PLEASE TAKE YOUR ITEMS

PLEASE TAKE YOUR ITEMS

PLEASE TAKE YOUR ITEMS

UNEXPECTED ITEM IN BAGGING AREA

AND THEN WHEN YOU TAKE IT OUT

PLEASE PLACE ITEM IN BAGGING AREA

PLEASE TAKE YOUR CHANGE

NOTES ARE DISPENSED BELOW THE SCANNER

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