perhaps death was never the end,
perhaps it was just the beginning,
the beginning of the end.
if that isn't the case
then i believe i had my hopes up for nothing,
absolutely nothing.
━━ in which heather cartier, an alluring heartbreaker, rises from...
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"our thoughts were frosty mist along the eaves; our two ghosts kissed, high on the long, mazed wires - eerie half-laughter echoes here and leaves only a fatuous sigh for young desires; regret has followed after things she loved, leaving the great husk."
- f. scott fitzgerald
⠀⠀⠀┊. 𝙏𝘼𝘽𝙇𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙎
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