She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.

❝SEEMS LIKE YOU CHANGED YOUR MIND AND IT'S SHOWING. SEEMS LIKE YOU CAN'T DENY THE 𝘌𝘔𝘖𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚 FROM 𝘈 𝘞𝘖𝘔𝘈𝘕...❞ 𝐉𝐀𝐍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

"I aint think this love shit was real till I met you, this shit was unintentional" TOXIC BEWAREEEEEE! Feb 2022-Nov 2023

𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑

ゾ baby , worship my hips & waist, so feminine with grace. i touch your soul when you hear me say, " boy , let me be your woman ! " ⎯ in which toxic meets peace. '*•.¸♡ a certifiedluvababe creation ♡¸.•*'

in which a deranged street figure develops a fatal, unhealthy obsession for a younger, sheltered girl.

𝐏𝐓𝐒𝐃: 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝗺𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. SEQUEL: PTSD.. HEALED

"I'll play you." Kross challenged with a serious expression on his face, smoothly twirling the basketball on his pointer finger. "For what?" Amiko sighed heavily, a bored look on her face, crossing her arms over her chest, tapping her foot repeatedly on the ground. "𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 .. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮.