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˚ 🦢꩜ ⋆｡˚ ⋆ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᵐᵒᵈᵉ ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉˡᵛᵉᵗⁱᶜᵃ ⁿᵉᵘᵉ
🐇𝜗𝜚 sweet sweet girl sprinkled with heavenly glitter
angelic beauty, delicate touch bloody fangs (pink n rosy) but more like la la la la ⋆｡𖦹°‧★
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━━━ 𝜗𝜚【 🫐 】༘˚⋆𖦹.✧˚ 𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑨 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄 was a girl who loved very many things. blueberries, spencer reid, lip gloss, old hardcover books — courtesy of her brothers endless bookshelves, little white lace bows, matthew gray gubler, lip stain that doesn't wipe off no matter how many times she sips her green tea, black cats, plush sweaters, knee high socks that she loved to layer, dainty silver necklaces, spencer reid in glasses, gut wrenching lines of poetry— the ones that really make you question everything you've ever known. you get the gist. the salvatore girl loved a lot of things. but missing from that list, is her best friend. he had light brown eyes, and if you got a good look at them (which she usually did) you would be able to see the specks of green in them. she loved looking at those bright eyes of his that gleamed whenever he would show her his drawings. she admired his kindness, his ability to be selfless. and the way he would always stop what he was doing to listen to what she had to say. his passion for art, the way his hands could draw so expertly without even trying. all of these little things, she admired about him. she didn't want to categorise him in some silly little list. the love was there. there was no question about it.
