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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Personally, 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 I will ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀take 𝓵𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘆 over 𝔳𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔲𝔢 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 time ——– .ᐟ” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙵𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙸𝙰 ⠀𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳𝚈 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀


horror is something innate to human nature.

we lived like thieves. wanted every sin we couldn't fit inside eden, so we carried them in our mouths. held our lips open with bloodied fingers to trade like kisses in the shade of a fig-tree.

hairs rise, skin prickles at the soft changes in felicia’s breathing. arching into her touch, soft skin and addictive scent. helena releases a soft sigh and kisses her way up to a delicate neck.

she was created to fulfill dreams ﹔ from loss and despair, it coursed through veins forged by the remains of stars long gone.

helena steps forward, grabbing the thief by the waists and starting at ten. leaning down, she pressed her lips to the swell of felicia’s breast.


there is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.