jules ౨ৎ

I no longer see you as I used to. and that is your defeat

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ˗ˏˋ ⠀; —— † . . . . . . ⠀⠀𝕹𝘰𝘯𝘦 ⠀𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 ⠀𝑒̲𝑣̲𝑒̲𝑟̲ ⠀𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 ⠀ 𝑀𝐸⠀. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. . . . . . 𝑡̲ℎ̲𝑒̲ 𝑚̲𝑜̲𝑠̲𝑡̲ 𝑑̲𝑎̲𝑛̲𝑔̲𝑒̲𝑟̲𝑜̲𝑢̲𝑠̲ ⠀⠀𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 ⠀𝘪𝘯 ⠀⠀𝘵𝘩𝘦 ⠀⠀ｗｏｒｌｄ⠀. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

am i hard to love? am i cold to touch? am i? am i? am i? is there a fault in my core? did i do something wrong?

She let's out a huff as they leaned against the wall more "Nahhh I'm good.. need coffee.. " They mumbled again raise a brow slightly "What are you doing?"

( she doesn't see the hand curl into a fist, but she takes notice of the now hurried strokes ) and that's what, fulfilling to you, jules? being kept in a toy box like a doll until he decides to open it again? ( rue lifts herself —

Morning.. *they mumbled..*

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ like 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡 .̲ i need tylenol, a reconnection with mother nature and maybe a nice breakfast .̲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

sighs. way too many people with 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀 around here.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ well —— how’d you feel about influencer parties .ᐣ need a plus one .̲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

ᅠ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑. 𖤐 ᵀᴴᴱ ᵁᴸᵀᴵᴹᴬᵀᴱ ( 𝑲𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑹 ) ᅠ