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Your beauty makes me confuse my fantasies with reality,
Sometimes it feels like I live both.
You’re my kryptonite,
The only time my Clark Kent and superman coexist.
The thing about stories is that how quickly they can change the status quo. It ruins your life. You start reading one over lunch break and, if it is the right one, before the cream over the cherry pie you brought for dessert had a chance to shape-shift, the whole world is destroyed around you and then rebuilt. 877 more words