❀️ 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐓 π‚π€πŠπ„ π‚πŽπ‹π‹π„π‚π“πˆπŽπ πŸ’”
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πƒπŽπ'𝐓 ππ‹π€πŒπ„ πŒπ„ | 𝐁𝐋 por ediyoursna
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→𝑫𝑢𝑡'𝑻 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑴𝑬← "Don't blame me, love made me crazy." 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐓 π‚π€πŠπ„ π‚πŽπ‹π‹π„π‚π“πˆπŽπ # ❢ - ediyoursna
πœ—ΰ§ŽπŸ§Έπ“π„πƒπƒπ˜ ππ„π€π‘πŸ§Έπœ—ΰ§Ž | 𝐁𝐋 por ediyoursna
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πœ—ΰ§ŽπŸ§Έπ‘»π‘¬π‘«π‘«π’€ π‘©π‘¬π‘¨π‘ΉπŸ§Έπœ—ΰ§Ž He used to call me his Teddy Bear. Soft. Gentle. Huggable. But even the softest things tear when pulled too hard. I folded his shirt the way he liked. Left the perfume he used in the drawer, untouched. I still placed his slippers next to mine. Even after he started coming home with someone else's scent. Even after he began shouting instead of kissing. "You'll never leave me," he laughed once, drunk off whiskey and ego, after throwing a bottle at the wall. "You're too scared to be alone." Maybe I was. But I was more scared of the mess. I like things clean. I like things in place. And he... was starting to feel like trash. βœ΄π‘π„πƒ 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐓 π‚πŽπ‹π‹π„π‚π“πˆπŽπβœ΄ # 4 -ediyoursna