ROMEOO, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do.They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
JULIETSaints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.
ROMEOThen move not, while my prayer’s effect I take.
I thought I was going to lose you! Why did you do it?
You’re so stupid! Why did you do it?
I had two very good reasons...
If there’s anything else…
I felt like drawing Elsa in different dresses! Maybe with different powers~
Why I hate myself
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