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"Ah, the sixty-four thousand Galleon question. He liked her so much he couldn’t stand her. Or himself. He could spend every single day ranting about why he didn’t like her, but at the end of the day, her smile would melt him. Burn him. Inside out. And since today didn’t work, he would just have to try and convince himself tomorrow. Lather; rinse; repeat. "
-Excerpted from Gravity, by floorcoaster
It's sad when a fanfiction sums up your current relationship(?).
-Excerpted from Gravity, by floorcoaster
It's sad when a fanfiction sums up your current relationship(?).