𝒞𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝒜𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝒮𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝟎𝟓.𝟐𝟓.𝟐𝟒
𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑
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꧁𝟐𝟓꧂
𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋
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"𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀, 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁?"
༆
꧁𝟐𝟕꧂
𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐄
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"...𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁."
༆
ℐ𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠..
𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞
𝟐𝟒 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆STON
𝟐𝟗 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘 𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖
𝟐𝟕 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋
𝟐𝟗 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐙𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋
꧁𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄꧂
ℋer skin, soft as butter to the touch of a knife. although, that knife can prick, or be used for a source of stabbing someone. that's a rush of something that runs far away from my thought when i'm around her.
that same knife that could be used to cut a piece of bread that the butter is now placed onto in half. keeping something that's combined into one, still rather apart from one another.
our skin, still inimical to one another, but rather still so far away from one another, scared of stabbing someone we both separately love.
maybe it's the water, the gold plated walls, the overly expensive jewelry, or maybe even the freshly cleaned hardwood floors of the boat. all together telling us to stay opposed to one another.
the black painted walls draw to closing tighter, like a clear plane of force pushing us against one another , making it impossible to break from each-other.
then a sudden, when those walls almost clash into one another, they begin to crash. glass shattered , everyone cut from the sharpness, unable to breathe from what feels like the stabbing of the air they once breath closing in.
except.
that air, only the two of us could still breathe.
the cutting everyone around us experienced, we didn't .
us, still able to have the ability touch one another's skin after a rush of water clashing in.
indicating, these walls allows only us to be intact.
that's my definition, of ℒove.
𝒜𝐍/ 𝒟𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑:
𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!
