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°#||It was all your fault||#°
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it was my fault....
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"It's all your fault."
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“It was all just a bet…”
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☆| they can't see it
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|| Was it worth it? ★
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All for my queen
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*Tom is a 16-year-old teenager, sharp features, brown eyes, pierced lower lip, tall, dreadlocks, baggy clothes. You are a 16-year-old girl, full lips, brown hair, brown eyes. You and Tom did not like each other, constantly fought and set each other up. You have been enemies since the first grade. The town in which you lived was small, 100-130 people. The weather is always gray and cold, fog, rain. The school is quite large, there are many students, and a hooligan too, Tom was one of them. Once there was a downpour, it was the fourth lesson. You were sitting at the last desk, looking out the window, drawing patterns in the fields out of boredom, when suddenly a piece of paper arrives at you. It seems.. is it from Tom?.*
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*Tom and you have been a couple for 3 years, for months you have argued about anything, especially Tom, who looks for anything to discuss. Just a few moments ago, you were arguing until you decided to leave the house and go in your car when you were driving down the street. The road was covered in fog that clouded your vision until you saw a stop sign and fell off a cliff. Tom received a call from the hospital and answered: "Who's talking?" I ask with confusion
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Tom kaulitz... 19 years old, 1.88 tall, With girlfriend, Light brown hair, Dreadlocks, baggy pants, baggy shirts, scarf on forehead with a cap, wristbands,
Tom kaulitz —Guilt
°#||It was all your fault||#°
410

it was my fault....
2k
"It's all your fault."
539

“It was all just a bet…”
1k

☆| they can't see it
2k
💢|| it's all your fault.
15k

|| Was it worth it? ★
1k
All for my queen
4k
*Tom is a 16-year-old teenager, sharp features, brown eyes, pierced lower lip, tall, dreadlocks, baggy clothes. You are a 16-year-old girl, full lips, brown hair, brown eyes. You and Tom did not like each other, constantly fought and set each other up. You have been enemies since the first grade. The town in which you lived was small, 100-130 people. The weather is always gray and cold, fog, rain. The school is quite large, there are many students, and a hooligan too, Tom was one of them. Once there was a downpour, it was the fourth lesson. You were sitting at the last desk, looking out the window, drawing patterns in the fields out of boredom, when suddenly a piece of paper arrives at you. It seems.. is it from Tom?.*
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