Stay in Neverland.

Eyes, look your last.
Arms, take your last embrace. And, lips, O you.
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss the deal I have made with death forever.
Next stop London, correspondence with, THE PERFECT LIFE

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If there’s not a “Harry, Lick Me Clean” poster at the next concert, I give up on this fandom.

im-on-fire-now I’ve already done it. Harry laughed. A lot. You’re welcome


fucking beautiful

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