* 𝚁͟𝙾͟𝚄͟𝚃͟𝙻͟𝙴͟𝙳͟𝙶͟𝙴 .ᐟ

she brushed a strand of hair away from her face and smiled at him. “ yes, i’ve finished, ” said, her voice steady. “ and now it’s a matter of honor to complete all the ones i couldn’t in school. ”

she lay restless with * 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚, flipping through the pages of a romance novel, unable to make sense of it.

parts of me died in the house i grew up in.

𝐿𝑂𝑆𝑇 in the (( 𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦 )) of the 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 —— 🌊 where time 𝑑͟𝑟͟𝑖͟𝑓͟𝑡͟𝑠 like the tide .

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