( º ▌░ ✗ &. –  i'm a paradox. i want to be happy, but i think of things that make me sad. i'm lazy, yet ambitious. i don't like myself, but i also love who i am. i say i don't care, but i really do. i crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. i'm a conflicted contradiction. if i can't figure myself out, there's no way anyone else has.
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                    [`it seemed so far that the woman had something for his hair, or at least he made it out to be that way, the second time her fingers had found his brown, soft locks of hair. Orbs were staying over at her, a smile falling upon his plumb lips once more, a hum also being drawn from his throat] ❝  Are you gonna keep me company? [`when feeling the way she snuggled closer, the male could only gain an even wider smile on his face, instinctively leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of her head] ❝ Sibylle? That’s an unique name.. [`words almost came out as an whisper, interest sparking more and more as they walked]

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                   {`a short chuckle left her lips, almost shyly when she heard his question. since when was Sibylle shy around someone? especially if that someone was a guy. shaking her head to get rid of her thoughts, she nodded, while looking at him} ❝—Yes, that’s what I intend to do. {`she looked around for a second when they started to walk along the street and when she felt his lips on her head, she couldn’t help but to place her hand on his cheek and gently to pull him down, her lips finding their place on his cheek. after she made sure she didn’t let a gloss mark on his skin, Sibylle smiled} ❝—I’m glad you like it.

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