Three doors down. It's the perfect exuse. All I have to do is be my charming self and I can win your heart, then torture you like he did me. Yes, make you fall in love then rip your heart out and spit in your wet face. It's almost too easy. But why am I having such a hard time? Do I care about you enough to have pity? Once, I thought I wanted every man alive to suffer my hurt. I wanted revenge on all of his kind. But now, you look too handsome and kind for me to stay stone I can not seduce you, boy three doors down, because I think I might actually like you. I might even be able to grow to love you. And I am not going through that again!Birth sign: Aquarius
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