He had keys for doors that no longer existed and kept them anyway, sorted by the year the building came down. On Sundays he laid them out on the…
What the Locksmith Knew — Klára S.
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Klára S. · 11 comments
I'll start off by saying sorry I gave you all my love, but was it worth it? You took my feelings And ripped them into pieces And somehow, I convinced…
it's over — marissa_f
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marissa_f · 2 comments