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ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ it's 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 n͟e͟w͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟y͟e͟a͟r͟s͟ .ᐣ ❞ ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ

mm… keep telling yourself that.

you’d fight me the whole time, wouldn’t you?

ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ he feels his chest sink… his eyes getting watery. 💬: I’ve just been, trying to get better, with all that’s happened. 💬: look, i know you’ll never forgive me for something like this. Just know I miss + ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ

there you go… didn’t even have to drag you out myself.

ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ he’s texting ( cassie ) or ( lexi ) from his new number. 💬: Hey, it’s dad. 💬: i know you don’t want to speak to me, but I want to come see you again. ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ

Leaning against the tree trunk with both legs crossed, the blonde replied. “ Yes, that doesn’t actually negate what you did — wait, you said you’re in love with him ? Don’t you think that’t kind of sick ?” The blonde questioned, trying to process that information.

ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 h͟e͟a͟r͟t͟b͟r͟e͟a͟k͟e͟r͟… t͟𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚. ᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟᅟ

i promise， i'm doing my best. i just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet.

it does… but you know you’re gonna feel worse if you stay there all day.

yeah… kinda is. day’s already waiting on you.

wake up, sleepy head.