She was beautiful, dark and sad. Just like the autumn leaves that fall, marked and dead.
bibliophilic-loner, writing prompt #63: write about the beauty of autumn
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‘i love you,’ she whispers.
and she doesn’t expect him to say it back. she’s simply letting him know he’s everything to her. and that’s love right?
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My point collection is growing 🔮💎🖤
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