As she listens to the song, a look of what of only can be described as “pure disgust” slowly begins to form one her face. After about a minute, she yanks out her earbuds and throws her music player out a nearby window.
“I hated it. Never reccomend shit like that to me ever again. My ears were on the verge of bleeding.”
How much does your muse trust mine? Leave a rating in my ask box and my muse will react to it!
❤❤❤ I trust you with
my life. I know you would never hurt me. ❤❤ I could let my guard down and fall asleep in your presence and feel safe. ❤ I think I
trust you, but I am still cautious around you. ☰ I am
still trying to figure you out. I’m not sure if I can trust you. 💔 Something’s just not right. I’m afraid of you. 💔💔 I’m pretty sure you want to hurt me,
and I intend to protect myself. 💔💔💔 The first
chance I get, I’m killing you before you kill me.
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