xxv. 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

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┊ ➶ 。˚ ° s3; chapter five, act one ✧

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┊ ➶ 。˚ ° s3; chapter five, act one
.*✎ kicking flayed booty

JULY 4TH, 1985

translations google translate used so may be inaccurate :
lait et biscuits : milk and cookies
mon cheri : my dear

vous êtes tous si négligents ! elle seule sait ce qui est bon pour elle, aucun de vous ne sait : you're all so careless ! only she knows what's good for her, none of you know.

pensez à autre chose ! s'il te plaît ! : think of something else ! please !

elle ne peut pas mourir avant je lui dis que je l'aime. : she can't die before i tell her i love her.

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i am so sorry for not publishing in three weeks ?? i can't believe myself i sweae i'm gonna finish st3 by the end of may I SWEAEE

holy shit this book is like two months until it's one years old ?? it turns ONE YEATS OLD IN 60 DAYS!!! tahts EIGHT WEEKS. 1.9 MOMTHS. oh my god MY BABY IS TURNING ONE ☹️☹️

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⸺ ❝ 𝐇𝐈, 𝐁𝐔𝐆. " 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐋𝐘, 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 opening the door to gwens room.

she had a glass of milk with her, along with some cookies. gwen was laying down on her bed curled up and facing the wall, a small teddy bear in her hands as she played with it. she hadn't moved since wendy last checked on her.

" bought you lait et biscuits. " she didn't get a verbal response, so she placed the glass and plate down on the bed side table.

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