Story: Blame Game - Zayn Malik



She may contain the urge to run away,
but hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks.
Cetirizine, your fever’s gripped me again.
Never kisses, all you ever send are fullstops.
Do you know where the wilds things go?
They go along to take your honey.
Break down.
Now weep.
Build up breakfast.
Now let’s eat, my love.
Muscle to muscle and toe to toe.
The fear has gripped me, but here I go.
My heart sinks as I jump up,
your hand grips hand as my eyes shut.


Blame Game by Sea
Zayn Malik love story
Based on Smoke
written in Dutch
spoken in English

Hoofdstukken

Titel Nieuwste eerst Woorden Gelezen Aangepast
000. The Preface 441 409 1 decennium geleden
001. Pact 626 369 1 decennium geleden
002. Impulsive 846 375 1 decennium geleden
003. Wondering 913 520 1 decennium geleden
004. Stupidity 813 427 1 decennium geleden
005. Teared up 801 1557 1 decennium geleden
006. Proof 1220 273 1 decennium geleden
007. Trial-and-error 839 306 1 decennium geleden

Reageer (4)

  • benign

    Omg je moet echt snel verder gaan!

    1 decennium geleden
  • Smoke

    YOU'RE NOT ON MY LIST OF THINGS TO DO COZ I'VE ALREADY DONE YOU AND I'LL PRETECT IT IDK WAT E HIER ZEGGEN BUT ONLY WHEN IT SUITS YOU

    1 decennium geleden
  • Smoke

    OMG EN BE LIKE YOU ALS SOUNDRACK FUCK YOU

    1 decennium geleden
  • Smoke

    OK DIT WORD PERFECT EN IK KAN NIET WACHTEN EN IK ASDFGHJK
    CAN NOT CONTAIN MY EMOTIONS!

    1 decennium geleden

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