Molly White

Molly White

Molly White
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I'd sell my soul to protect you. Maybe I already did. And even though I miss you day after day, what we had was just a beautiful story that had to end.

I'd sell my soul to protect you. Maybe I already did. And even though I miss you day after day, what we had was just a beautiful story that had to end.

I wonder if we make a heap of noise when we don't talk to each other

I wonder if we make a heap of noise when we don't talk to each other

aesthetic, pink, and bubblegum bitch image

trying to drown out the pain can often reveal the pain, if one has eyes and ears to listen to the unconscious

trying to drown out the pain can often reveal the pain, if one has eyes and ears to listen to the unconscious