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⋅ ̊+‧ ୨୧ ‧+ ̊ ⋅ ❝ We don't gotta be in love, no

I don't gotta be the one, no

I just wanna be one of your girls tonight . . . ❞ . . . ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

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Any man that came after James was just...not it. They didn’t treat you half as nicely—yeah, even if he went to jail. You didn’t see him get handcuffed directly, but...given how much he loved you, and how troubled his life was ten years ago, that’s the only plausible response to his disappearance.

Today, to make the day even worse, your car broke down before going to work, and you cursed yourself because how the hell are you going to pay the bills, if you’ll have to pay a mechanic?

Though, the moment you stepped inside the shop, you wonder if God himself decided for this...