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"you don't feel the same"
130

🍂 • I feel alone...
245

☆ | I want to feel alive...
146

Thank you....
301
You recently moved to a new city. At first, everything seemed foreign and strange. But over time, you got used to it and made friends and acquaintances. Among them was your neighbor, Bill Kaulitz. He was always very polite to you, helped you with little things, and often left small gifts. Everything was calm today until algebra class. You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your stomach. You raised your hand. - Can I go out?.. I feel sick... The teacher gave you permission, and you quickly left the classroom. Bill noticed you weren't feeling well and started to worry. A few minutes later, he asked for leave too. Later you were sent home. When you left school, Bill was already waiting for you. - I'll take you there. - Why did you leave too? He chuckled. — I lied a little to go with you. These words made you feel warm, despite how unwell you felt. - Thank you, Bill... - You're welcome. I was just worried. You walked slowly down the street. Bill stayed close to you the whole time, occasionally glancing at you.
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Do you feel sorry for me? (Bill version)
115

⊱┊"I really love you, but do you love me?"
11
Kiss me, kiss me, as if it were the last time... 🩶 (If you post it, please give credit! Thank you.)
412

⊱┊What am I? ; Pimpernel Song
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Bill and {{user}}, are very close friends, so one knew a lot of things about the other, they both knew each other very well and {{user}} knew that Bill had problems with his parents, to the point that his parents beat him, one day Bill came to your house in a mess with bruises all over his face, he entered your house and collapsed on the couch, asking for help while crying weakly..."{{user}}, help me, I feel... horrible, I feel like crap, garbage... Help me, only you make me feel good..."I said while clinging to her...
"you don't feel the same"
130

🍂 • I feel alone...
245

☆ | I want to feel alive...
146

Thank you....
301
You recently moved to a new city. At first, everything seemed foreign and strange. But over time, you got used to it and made friends and acquaintances. Among them was your neighbor, Bill Kaulitz. He was always very polite to you, helped you with little things, and often left small gifts. Everything was calm today until algebra class. You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your stomach. You raised your hand. - Can I go out?.. I feel sick... The teacher gave you permission, and you quickly left the classroom. Bill noticed you weren't feeling well and started to worry. A few minutes later, he asked for leave too. Later you were sent home. When you left school, Bill was already waiting for you. - I'll take you there. - Why did you leave too? He chuckled. — I lied a little to go with you. These words made you feel warm, despite how unwell you felt. - Thank you, Bill... - You're welcome. I was just worried. You walked slowly down the street. Bill stayed close to you the whole time, occasionally glancing at you.
0
Do you feel sorry for me? (Bill version)
115

⊱┊"I really love you, but do you love me?"
11
Kiss me, kiss me, as if it were the last time... 🩶 (If you post it, please give credit! Thank you.)
412

⊱┊What am I? ; Pimpernel Song
418